The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 457

The moment the lounge door was flung open, a flurry of camera lenses zeroed in on Brittany and William.

The sound of shutter clicks and scrambling feet filled the air.

Brittany instinctively tried to slam the door shut, but the reporters caught her off guard and barged into the lounge.

She was shoved aside, slamming into the wall. She instinctively clutched her belly, wincing from the pain.

“Brittany!”

William tried to rush to her side but ended up taking a tumble.

Every reporter’s gaze was drawn to his empty pant leg. Seeing his state, Brittany scrambled up and quickly moved to his side, yanking down the blanket to cover his leg.

The reporters jostled to get their shots. Brittany panicked; her face was as white as a sheet. “Get out! Get out!”

Where did these people come from? Why were they here?

you’re married to Mr. Salter, yet you’re here having a secret rendezvous with Mr. Dillion. You sure have a way with men!” “She must have something up her sleeve to have snagged

half-undressed state

vase with the other. His usual calm demeanor was gone,

public figures. You’re not invited and have invaded our privacy. If you want

stunned

then, the waiter, who had gone out shopping for clothes, returned. The sight that met his eyes made

attention of William’s

at Brittany’s pale face, and started shoving reporters out of the

pregnant woman and a disabled man. They had crossed a

choice but to

even the police were

station without even understanding what

only then that she learned that the reporters had received an anonymous tip about her secret rendezvous with

the station, took care of the paperwork, and brought Brittany

a thundercloud, and Brittany was too drained to even attempt a

at Radiant Residences, Joie was

Mr. Dillion is all over town. Are you okay?”