The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 693

Chapter 693

Brittany felt a twinge of annoyance at the term “my wife,” but chose to remain silent.

Isaac, assuming she was just tired, drove her home in the upscale Radiant Residences.

Before she got out of the car, Isaac caught her hand. “We’re looking for a partner for the chemical plant project. Would you consider it?”

He and Wesley could take on the project themselves, but he wanted Brittany to have a part in it.

“No need.” Brittany unbuckled her seat belt, got out of the car, and thanked him for the ride. She picked up her luggage and walked into Radiant Residences. She’d been exhausted all week, and after reaching home, all she wanted was a good rest.

Isaac watched her retreating figure, and after a while, he finally left.

For the next period of time, Brittany threw herself into preparing for the bid meeting.

Isaac was also visibly busy, leaving early and returning late. They lived under the same roof but rarely had the chance to see each other.

On the eve of the bid meeting.

Brittany locked herself in the study until late into the night.

When Isaac returned, it was already quite late.

When he heard that Brittany hadn’t rested yet, he paused, then went to the kitchen to make a cup of warm milk and pushed open the door to the study.

Brittany worked, she was particularly

makeup, and her face was natural. Her eyes were clear and bright. She wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses that gave her an air of

over to the desk and placed

busy with her work,

pulled up a chair and sat across from her, staring at her intently.

to meet his dark eyes. Startled,

how frightening it was to suddenly

milk. “It’s late. Have some warm milk and go

with him. The most important thing

go to bed. Don’t worry

took the papers from her, throwing them aside. He then pulled her up. “Your proposal

to resist.

with you?” Isaac’s eyes narrowed, knowing that Brittany disliked

off. “I get it.”

warm milk and drained it in one

satisfaction flashed in Isaac’s eyes as Brittany put down

the spot where she had touched it. His

and turned, unable to

eight o’clock in

bid meeting. Wesley, due

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