Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 62

Isadora, you’re getting bolder by the day.

Well, well. Impressive.

She’d actually gone behind his back to approach Victor from The Fitzgerald Group—using that move to push back at him, to force him to give ground.

Excellent.

So excellent that Magnus had to admit it, even if through gritted teeth.

This time, Isadora had truly gotten under his skin.

Magnus reached into his pocket, intending to call her. He started punching in her number—then abruptly remembered that she’d deleted his contact last week.

The frustration and anger in his chest only grew, burning hotter. He yanked at the perfectly knotted black tie around his neck in irritation.

“Lean. Hand me your phone.”

“Mr. Wainwright?” Lean blinked. Why the sudden need for his phone?

Magnus’s voice went cold as ice. “Did you leave your ears at home this morning? I said, give me your phone.”

That chilling tone was enough to make Lean think twice about asking questions. He quickly unlocked his phone and handed it over, not daring to ask what Magnus needed it for.

Magnus took the phone, his fingers moving smoothly over the screen as he dialed Isadora’s number.

He hadn’t memorized it on purpose. In fact, he’d never bothered to save her name—she used to call him so often, the number was seared into his memory whether he liked it or not.

The phone rang.

At that moment, Isadora was making her way back to her office. She’d just wrapped up the contract signing; technically, the reception still had one more agenda item left. They were supposed to transfer 10% of The Vaughan Group’s shares to Pearl—a move everyone had been waiting for. The transfer agreement was already prepared.

But Richard seemed eager to drop the subject, ending the event early and personally escorting Director Dawson and the other representatives from The Fitzgerald Group out.

As Isadora glanced at her phone and saw the caller ID, she paused mid-step.

She knew Lean was one of Magnus’s closest aides. Which meant the call had everything to do with Magnus.

She didn’t really want to answer. But then again, Lean was one of the few people at Wainwright Holdings who actually saw her as Magnus’s girlfriend.

While she hesitated, torn between answering and letting it ring out, the insistent ringtone seemed to bore through her skull.