The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Grace was a bit ticked off. After comforting Jole a bit, she headed upstairs.

Perhaps because he’d thrown around some harsh words that night, Isaac hadn’t shown his face at Brittany’s Studio for several days in a row

The secretary had an inkling something was off but didn’t dare ask

Fresh out of a meeting, Brittany got a call from Handell Moore.

“I’ve run into some trouble overseas and cant make it back home for now. You holding up okay?”

Randell didn’t sound too pleased. If he weren’t talking to Brittany he would have lost his temper by now.

Chaos greeted him when he returned to Wall Street, and much of the mess was Isaac’s making!

That guy was all polite to his face but tripped him up behind his track. And he couldn’t even tell Britany!

Tim good.”

What’s the problem? Need me to step in?”

Randell declined. “No need Just take care of yourself!

He had been independent since he was a kid. For all these years, he had been shouldering everything alone. He could never tell Brittany about his

After hanging up, Brittany dove into her next round of work

For a whole week, she threw herself into her work, often staying late into

frowning

these late nights

was still working on design drafts.

was waiting for She mmediately reached out to

wasn’t resting properly and was solely focused on her work, Isaac rushed

“Mr. Salter”

at the entrance After seeing him coming,

taken a lunch break for

his dirty

for letting me know. You can go

anything out of him, so she didn’t push further. After

home

at the entrance Karis face turned a little awkward, but she still greeted

what are you doing here? Got

thought that car rental business of yours

finally saying “Actually I don’t

do you

order and was in high spints. She joked. Don’t tell me you’re some rich dude’s

scratched his head. Tim actually

Mr. Salter?