NovelFinishChapter 280 "When I have money, I'll buy a big house, and we'll all live there together." She was painting Carla an impossible dream.
"Would you really want to live with your mother?" Carla asked, voice tinged with disbelief.
"Of course-if you can get rid of Isadora first." Carla had raised Isadora for years. She knew all her daughter's weaknesses.
A flicker of cold determination crossed her eyes. "Don't worry. I'll take care of her quietly. She won't even see it coming." * The next morning, Isadora arrived at her office. A knock sounded at the door.
"Ms. Vaughan, the midyear summary meeting for Metropolitan Mall needs your participation," her assistant announced.
Metropolitan Mall was a joint venture between the Vaughan family and the Wainwrights-an old project Richard had once convinced Magnus Wainwright to invest in.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThese minor mall meetings were rarely important enough for Magnus to attend.
After a moment's thought, Isadora replied, "I'll join the meeting online." A few minutes later, she logged into the conference call. The mall's general manager had just finished his year- end report when, suddenly, smovement cthrough the speaker.
"Mr. Wainwright, what brings you here?" someone asked in surprise.
Magnus had just entered the conference room. He scanned the table, searching for Isadora, but she was nowhere to be seen. Disappointment clouded his face. "I'm just here to listen in. Please, continue," Magnus said quietly, taking a seat.
Isadora froze at the sound of his voice.
As the meeting wound down, the manager addressed her, "Ms. Vaughan, are you satisfied with this year's revenue plan, or do you have any suggestions?" "Everything seems fine," Isadora replied, thoughtful for a moment. "From now on, the Vaughan Group will be withdrawing from all operations at Metropolitan Mall. This year's dividends will go exclusively to Wainwright Holdings." With that, she ended the call.
Back in the meeting room, Magnus stared at his phone, the empty silence deepening the gloom in his eyes. He let out a bitter laugh.
She was really cutting him off-leaving nothing behind, not even a thread of connection.
For the first time, Magnus truly understood: Isadora was gone. She wasn't bluffing, wasn't playing games, wasn't trying to make him chase her.
She simply didn't love him anymore.
Every the thought about it, the silence and suffocating darkness threatened to swallow him whole.
He had tried to run from it. Yet when he heard Isadora might attend the Metropolitan Mall meeting, he couldn't help himself-he had to come, just for a glimpse, just to hear her voice, even if she was rejecting him.
And when he heard her speak, even those cold words made his heart, long turned to ashes, flicker with life again.
He wanted to see her. The thought took hold. Magnus stood up and strode out of the conference room.
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Isadora had a full day of work and left the office late. She made her way to the underground parking garage. Without warning, the entire garage was plunged into darkness.
Isadora frowned, a chill creeping up her spine. She hurriedly pressed her car key hencars lights blinked red in the distance. Suddenly, heavy, hurried footsteps echoed behind her-sharp and jarring in the empty parking lot.
Isadora's heart skipped a beat.
Instinctively, she turned b turned, but before she could fully face the threat, a shadow flashed before her eyes. A split second later, a wooden club swung through the air and struck her head with brutal force.
Isadora crumpled to the ground, unconscious.
Carla tossed the club aside. Her eyes, cold and predatory, glittered with malice as she stared down at Isadora. A cruel smile curled on her lips.
Then, grabbing Isadora under the arms, Carla began dragging her slowly toward the shadowy stairwell.
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