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!”

of

unbearable. The sound of shattering glass resounded in her ears, she felt as if her

tried to stop the goons. They were hurling insults, so

festive day, they had the nerve to cause

of a

jacket, and draped it over Brittany. He pulled out his phone and

they saw the

around to see the studio she had painstakingly decorated, destroyed. It was like a tornado had swept through, all traces of her hard work, shattered. Ignoring the pig’s blood on her, William picked her up and rushed

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15:23

“Mr. Salter, you okay?”

on the table, reminding Isaac that he had been spacing out for the third time. He noticed that Isaac seemed distracted. Was

and cleared his throat.

Sydney arrived at Grandeur Capital. They were not stopped and went

and said. “Mr. Salter is in a meeting, please wait a

was not willing to wait. “Do you know who we are? I am

Sydney, but neither

felt a little embarrassed. If she knew, she wouldn’t