The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 622

Brittany certainly hoped to team up with the Palmer family, but that would depend on the form of cooperation.

“Mr. Joseph, what do you mean?” Brittany asked.

“I plan to either buy out Bri-jeweled Studio or invest in it,” Joseph stated his intentions outright, “Bri-jeweled Studio has a high standing among domestic jewelry brands. It will only grow faster and better with the backing of the Palmer family. I believe Ms. Dustin would also like to see the brand you founded go global, right?”

Brittany immediately lost interest in cooperating with Joseph at the mention of “buyout”.

She picked up her cup, sipped leisurely, and shook her head. “Mr. Joseph, Bri-jeweled Studio does not accept investments or buyouts.”

Bri-jeweled Studio was a brand she had founded with her own hands, and it was like her child.

What mother would sell her own child?

“Ms. Dustin, I understand this proposal might seem presumptuous, but we can sit down and have a good talk.”

Joseph knew Brittany’s character and he was resolute in completing this task.

As long as the price was right, Brittany would have to agree, whether she wanted to or not.

Brittany just gave a small smile.

Seeing Brittany’s reluctance, Stella signaled Joseph to change the topic.

switched topics, and the conversation started to liven up. Brittany and Stella began talking about

drinking on such a

her out. As soon as they exited the restaurant, they ran into a man. And that man quickly

the man’s face and seemed lost for words, “Mr.

his arms and frowned, “How

few drinks,” the assistant was surprised at Isaac’s appearance. Thinking of their unresolved issues, she tried

her from here.”

left with Brittany in his arms. The assistant

be safe

She hesitated for quite a while before

was put in the passenger seat. Isaac looked

was too drunk to put her guard up

a tiny bit of her pink tongue. He couldn’t take his eyes

from that.

out his hand to gently touch her brow, then drove

the apartment, Daniel was sprawled on the sofa reading a

Daniel stood up,

also got up, “Mr. Salter, is Ms. Dustin drunk? I’ll make some

carried Brittany into the

them, “What’s wrong with mom?”

“She’s drunk.”

down, closed the door with his