Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 452

Isadora recounted everything that had happened at the birthday banquet, detailing every last bit.

Nanette was so furious it felt like her head was about to explode.

“A nanny? You expect me to believe a nanny could pull all that off?”

“And you just happened to lose your cell signal the second you reached the storage room? Since when does a nanny have that kind of power?”

“Do they really think I’m that gullible?”

“So where is this nanny now? I want to interrogate her myself. There’s no way she could lie to my face without me catching her.”

Victor replied flatly, “She’s dead.”

When Isadora regained consciousness, she’d wanted to see Olivia’s nanny. Victor had Kemp bring the woman over before taking her to the morgue. But it turned out, the nanny had committed suicide.

Apparently, when she learned she’d be put in cold storage, she chose to take her own life rather than freeze to death.

She left behind a note.

It read, “I acted alone and will bear the consequences alone. I won’t drag the Walsh family down with me.”

Nanette slammed her hand on the side table, jaw clenched. “Unbelievable. Dead men tell no tales!”

“This whole thing reeks of a setup. She offs herself before even making it to the freezer? That’s just stupid. There’s no way she was acting alone!”

The more Nanette thought about it, the angrier she became, and she didn’t bother holding back.

“If it were me and the nanny confessed, the first thing I’d do is keep her under lock and key and interrogate her thoroughly. But you men just rush things—letting her get sent off to freeze to death? Reckless. Absolutely unreliable.”

A heavy silence settled over the hospital room, the atmosphere growing tense and chilly.

Victor’s jaw tightened, his expression cold and forbidding.

Nanette sat at the edge of the bed and squeezed Isadora’s hand.

“So what’s your plan now, Isa? Are you really just going to let this slide because they threw a nanny under the bus?”

She hesitated, then added, “After all, this happened at the Walsh family’s birthday party. It’s got to be connected to them somehow. If you ask me, don’t hesitate—just have Victor wipe the whole damn family out!”

Isadora lowered her eyes, lost in thought.

While Victor was busy with work, Isadora had overheard that the Fitzgerald Group’s annual board meeting was coming up in a few days. She’d caught part of Kemp’s report—it sounded like Victor was already facing impeachment at the meeting just for announcing their engagement.

If Victor now made a public scene with Legacy National Bank on her behalf, it would only make things worse for him in the press.

She couldn’t let herself keep being his liability.

Isadora spoke slowly, every word deliberate. “I’m not letting Victor get involved in this.”