The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 672

Isaac whisked Brittany away, silencing the surrounding guests who wisely refrained from discussing the incident any further.

William didn’t expect Mrs. Dillion to treat Brittany so harshly; his face was ashen as he genuinely requested, “Mom, please be nicer to Bri.”

“You…”

“Enough, just drop it,” Timothy interjected, clearly impatient, “William’s right. If it weren’t for Ms. Dustin, we would’ve been kicked out of Imperial City long ago. Why are you targeting her?”

Mrs. Dillion felt indignant on William’s behalf and feared he would keep pursuing Brittany, potentially missing out on a better match.

Turning on his heel, William went away.

Olivia chased after him, “William/wait for me.”

Brittany, having been led away by Isaac, pulled her hand back, “Thank you.”

She didn’t expect Isaac to help her out like that:

To Isaac’s surprise, she even thanked him. His anger, initially triggered by her interaction with William, dissipated as he said, “Avoid him in the future.”

didn’t want to argue with Isaac in public, nor did she wish to be the

and stood hand in hand with Ryan on the soft sandy beach;

her seat among the guests. Having attended many weddings recently, she felt somewhat numb.

rounds of toast, Brittany excused herself to the restroom.

she returned, she saw Carla, who looked just as beautiful as she remembered. Carla seemed surprised to see her but

there wasn’t much to catch

Brittany felt a sudden pang in

to her seat and sat down.

a cup of coffee and

my makeup, it took

didn’t question further and continued to fuss over

wedding was over, Isaac and Brittany said their goodbyes.

before they could leave, a commotion erupted from the lounge, followed by a resounding slap!

dare you take advantage of my sister!”

wrong, Brittany rushed towards the lounge to figure out

closely behind her, “Slow down.”

William lay on the floor, bloodied. Carla, her clothes disheveled, sat on the bed, her face pale with fear.

wanted to tear him apart, his palm