The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Sydney had been itching for a fight and now that she found an opportunity the didn’t hold anything back.

Brittany’s hand tightened around her glass, “What did you say? Say that again!

Hannah quickly picked up on Enffany’s rising anger

Brittany’s grandmother was her lifeline. Recently the old lady had been seriously ill and Brittany had been taking care of her day and night. Now Sydney was bringing this up. How could Brittany not get furious?

But Sydney didn’t feel any shame. Instead, she was rather proud, “Why are you yelling at met two change a thing if say it a hundred times. She’s also a fool giving all her wealth to you Aren’t you afraid you wont find a kidney for her, and her

“Slap!” Bettany was boling with rage. She slammed a slap onto Sydney’s face, her eyes filled with cold fury

Sydney was fuming Bettany you dare hit me?”

Brittany just laughed softly than gave her two more sharp saps

“So what if I hit you?’ Bettany said. “Sydowy, if you dare disrespect my grandmother again, III high your head int

Brittany could tolerate Sydney’s provocations, but she would never tolerate anyone insuling her grandmother. And she was even making such malicious assumptions about Brittany

hold it in after being

opportuny had finally arrived Brittany’s weak spot

over Seeing her, Sydney immediately ran into her arms,

a dating mother looked at Bettany unhappily Her aura as a wealthy mation was on ful display, “Ms. Dustin, you’ve unjustly hurt my daughter. Your qwe us an

there, while the sunmunding guests were slem: They all knew Sydney

moment, no one dared to stand with Brittany. They just wanted

mocking gint in her eyes. “Sydney started

you were rather impulsive in hitting her” Mrs. Ramsey obviously looked down on Brittany.

background, after all. You can’t compare to a heres like us

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not long ago, your husband brought back a distant relative tion The countryside. He said it was to keep them clase is that person

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as these words were out Mrs Ramsey’s face

the head. Hittany quickly pirtended to apologize, Mrs Ramsey, I’m sorry. I

Ramsey, her sone point hit, was about

from a noble background. You wouldn’t stoop to my level, would you?” Brittany took a counteractive approach. Since Mrs. Ramsey was always