The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Inttany ducked out of the dinner event, planning to head straight home. She had promised to take the old lady out for a bite, so she couldn’t afford to waste any mone time. She pulled nut her phone, only to realise that she had forgotten to charge it in the morning ush and it had died on her.

As she got into the elevator, she picked the most secluded comer to stand in Soon, a few women dressed to the nines joined her in the idi.

“Did you catch the news? Loraine’s in the hospital, apparently she’s allergic to s

“Didnt she have B-fany’s studio design her jewelry set? Could Huttany have done it on purpose?”

“Everyone online is throwing shade at Botany I saw a burch of scaredy-cats in the parking lot rain, probably gunning for Bettany”

“At the last deer, Loraine was all over Bettany, but who knew Enttany was such a tough cookie crane may have met het match this time!

“Hal” Someone chuckled “My brother just told melom nemate several unsuccessful moves on Mr Salter He helped Brittany the last time bet she couldnt swallow that’

“But isn’t Mr. Salter manied already?”

“Yeah, but no one knows who he married it’s been a wiele and cl no public announcement. Im staning to think his wife might have gomen in his good books by getting pregnant?”

“Or maybe they got hitched in a secret wedding, and he manied a nobody?

no way Mr. Saber would many a nobody.

That’s just too much!

were so engrossed in their gossip that

fetched, such things hardly

plan. Aber the women exited the elevator. Brittany headed back to the

a man’s out, tucked her long hair under a hat stuck a fake heard on her face to cover her delicate features splashed some booze on

in the parking lot and left straight from the first

had some cash on her and had a tax back to her

cab Bettany locked around to make sure there were no papara zzi Seeing the coast was clear, she sighed in met,

the plants on the balcony. Seeing Brittany in men’s clothes, she was

a flood of missed calls popped up,

jumped. “Granny, I need to call Zakky back first. Fl you in

alcohol on her

back Beep, beep, beep.” The call

Grandeur Capital

seen at the dinner event. Her car was still in the parking lot,