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.”

public, nor did she

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

guests. Having attended many weddings recently, she felt somewhat numb.

few rounds of toast, Brittany

she remembered. Carla seemed surprised to see her but gave a warm smile.

wasn’t particularly deep, so there wasn’t much

a sudden pang in her chest as if something had quietly

her seat and sat down.

of coffee and calmly asked, “What took

my makeup, it took

didn’t question further and continued to fuss over

Isaac and Brittany

from the

take advantage of my sister!”

was wrong, Brittany rushed towards the lounge to figure

followed closely behind her,

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

had slapped William looked as if he wanted to tear him apart, his