Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 74

Isadora couldn’t help but find it both hilarious and absurd.

“Mrs. Wainwright, forgive me, but if my memory serves, didn’t Magnus’s father, Easton Wainwright, have an affair with a famous actress back in the day? And wasn’t it you who unleashed a swarm of tabloids, painting her as a homewrecker and ruining her reputation in show business?”

“I seem to recall that actress was pregnant at the time, too. You even hired people to make sure she lost the baby. For someone who’s the matriarch of the Wainwright family, you hardly played the helpless victim.”

Isadora’s voice was soft as velvet, but her words landed like grenades.

It was as if she’d ripped the bandage off Faustina’s ugliest secret for all to see.

Faustina shook with anger, her whole body trembling.

“Isadora, you— you spiteful little bitch! How dare you spread such lies! I swear, I’ll make sure my son never wants anything to do with you. You’ll regret this, just you wait!”

Isadora just smiled. “Perfect. Because honestly, being the Wainwright family’s daughter-in-law sounds exhausting, and I don’t think I’m up to the challenge.”

With that, she turned to leave.

Her gaze flicked down to Faustina’s custom heels—glossy pink patent leather, exquisitely made.

Faustina certainly had a flair for flashy, youthful styles. Dressed in expensive clothes, she was clearly trying to hold onto her youth. But no amount of money could turn back the clock.

“One more thing, Mrs. Wainwright,” Isadora added, her tone innocent. “Pastel pink is adorable, but at your age, maybe it’s time to retire those shoes.”

She left behind a cluster of society wives, still frozen in shock.

Faustina was so furious, it looked like steam might shoot from her ears.

“Was that Isadora just now? What’s gotten into her? Has she lost her mind, talking to you like that?” one of the women gasped.

Faustina’s eyes blazed with fury. “Lost her mind? I’ll make her wish she’d never crossed me. Magnus is going to dump her, mark my words! And don’t any of you dare call her my daughter-in-law again, or we’ll have a problem.”

Sammy’s mother blinked, lowering her voice. “Faustina, that actress Isadora mentioned—did you really do all those things back then?”

Faustina nearly exploded. “Of course not! She’s making it all up!”

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