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

brat, couldn’t hold it in after being

thrilled. The opportuny had finally arrived Brittany’s weak spot was her grandmother, so Sydney’s words were undoubtedly challenge to

Ramsey heard the commotion and came over Seeing her, Sydney immediately ran into her

Ramsey, a dating mother looked at Bettany unhappily Her aura as a wealthy mation was on ful display, “Ms. Dustin, you’ve

guests were slem: They all knew Sydney provoked it first. But nobody dad to offend

stand with Brittany. They just wanted to

a mocking gint in

you you were rather impulsive in hitting her” Mrs. Ramsey obviously looked down on Brittany. So what if she inherited the old lady’s weal? it was just

to a heres like us “Ms. Ramsey chided her words laced with

lack of mana

your husband brought back a distant relative tion The countryside. He said

wort chid?”

words were out Mrs Ramsey’s face

Mrs Ramsey, I’m sorry. I was just speaking my mind. You’re not

point hit,

stoop to my level, would you?” Brittany took a counteractive approach. Since Mrs. Ramsey was