The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Isaac didn’t Me people poking into his private life.

“A normal person

He promptly helped Grace into the car saying, Granny less head home first.”

Grace bid her goodbyes to Sydney without suggesting a meal together.

Watching them leave Sydney left a pang of jealousy Surrienly, an idea popped into her hand, and she decided to follow them discreetly

Inside the car.

Isaac cleared his throat. “Granny, she doesn’t know my true identity. Please don’t spill the beans ale”

Grace looked surprised. She doesn’t know who you really are?

“She thinks I’m just a regular worker so please don’t let the cat out of the bag”

If it weren’t for Grace’s insistence, he wouldn’t have agreed to introduce her to Brittany

Grace got the hint and said with a smile, 1 gat, 18play along”

Isaac feh she might have misunderstood something and wanted to clarify but ended up saying nothing.

Upon arriving, Isaac helped Grace up the stairs and knocked on the door

Brittany heard the knock and said, “They’re here”

She washed her hands, took off her apron, tidied up her cathes, and then opened the door

Outside steed isane and a cheerful old lady

Grace was dressed in meat clothes of good quality. Her white har was neatly tied back, her eyes sparkling and she innked in good spirits.

One couldn’t tell she was a gravely ill old woman ceanng death

“Granny,welcome. I’m Brittany, Zakky’s wife

Grace had already met Bintany and was very pleased with her. “Thank you for preparing dinner tonight.”)

Brittany breathed a sigh of rebel and helped her into the living room.

Isaac changed his shoes and followed them in

The aroma watting from the kitchen pleased Grace even more Brittany could monk, which was pleasant.

“Granny please sit down. Dimer will be ready scen

She comforted Grace, poured her a cup of water, and handled it to her before heading back to the kitchen

Grace looked around the tidy and clean house, everything was in its place.

She gave Isaac an approving look and sad. This gris not bad.”

chased after wealth and status and just hoped Isaac could have

expect Grace to be so fond of Bittany. He regretted bringing his granny here. They

water frst

“Alright”

the kitchen, and Brittany w surprised. Why are

granny doesn i know that

won’t spill the beans”

the situation. They were just bus ness partners,

“Zakky, can you, watch the stove for me forgot to buy

Brittany was

and said, “Zac,

to buy the hot sauce you

you going as her husband? Making it do it, you really dont have a

to defend Unitary like this, so he apologized: “Alright, I’ll be sure to

at the rundown buildings, frowning. Why would

went in, they hadn’t come out. Sydney couldal wat any longer

miliar figure: Brittany.

into the convenience store, grabbed a bottle of hot sauce, and

having combread for

store owner liked Brittany, who wouldn’t like a good–quking

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grandmother is visiting” Brittany

and left with

was married? And coincidentally,

didn’t dare to think about it, but she couldn’t help hersell. No, she had to know whe Bettany’s husband was!

phone and

get his way, and he’s sill bothering us” Patrina sounded’annoyed: 1 dant know who married Britany,

Sydney was stunned.

few words and hung up. She decided to stake out a spot at the entrance

She camed her purchases home and

dishes while Grace sat at the table,

delicious–a

Grace and said, “Granny, as you re not in the best of health, this juice

and

out a chair and

the meal, Grace asked many questions, when Britany answered one by

family. My mother passed away carly, and my relationship with my father deteriorated after

not in touch‘

feta pang in her

this excily like her grandson’s

and stilbe sa ansible was tee. Grace felt more and more sympathy

‘Granny, let’s eat”

Grace to stop prying, so she reluctantly

dinner. Grace

Isaac saw

“Bri. Zac has had a tought me before, please be patient with

at Isaac, unsure whether to accept the gilt

indicating she should

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