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

unaffected. For a whole week, she threw herself

was frowning at the

she handle all these

was still working on design drafts. You should give Mr

waiting for She mmediately

properly and was solely

“Mr. Salter”

seeing

lunch break for days. Did you

his

letting me know. You can

so she didn’t push further. After watching Isaac enter the studio, she packed

home

Nathan standing at the entrance Karis face

you doing here? Got

thought that car rental business of yours would be

before finally saying “Actually I don’t work

what do you

had just landed a bug order and was in high spints. She joked. Don’t tell me you’re

head. Tim actually Mr. Salter’s

Mr. Salter?