The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 58

The door swung open, and out came a bunch of goons armed with sticks, heading straight for the studio!

“Smash it up!” they shouted.

And with that, they swung their sticks at the studio. They were all so aggressive and

intimidating that everyone was scared shitless, and passersby were throwing them curious looks.

Brittany was about to answer some questions when she saw them coming and her face turned pale.

“Hannah, move!” she yelled.

Hannah was standing with her back to them, oblivious to the danger. Brittany quickly pulled her aside, but not before getting hit on the arm with a stick. The pain made her gasp!

These guys were clearly prepared. A few swings and the sign were smashed. One of the goons in the back was carrying a bucket of pig’s blood, which he promptly dumped all over Brittany.

“Let’s see if you dare to plagiarize again!”

“Loraine is not one to be messed with!”

out of Imperial

in pig’s blood; the stench was unbearable. The sound of shattering glass resounded in her ears, she felt as if her soul had

stop the goons. They were hurling insults, so

they

of

it over Brittany. He pulled out

for it when they saw the police being

but her heart hurt more. She turned around to see the studio she had painstakingly decorated, destroyed. It was like a tornado had swept

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15:23

“Mr. Salter, you okay?”

spacing out for the third time. He noticed that Isaac seemed distracted. Was it because of Ms.

snapped back to reality and cleared his throat.

They were not

“Mr. Salter is in

wait. “Do you know who we are? I am his cousin. Tell him I want to

dare to offend Sydney, but neither did she dare to let

felt a little embarrassed. If she knew,