The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 821

In the midst of a relentless downpour, Isaac got home at the stroke of eleven, his coat clinging to him like a second skin.

He pushed open the door to the master bedroom as usual.

But it was deserted, not a soul in sight.

Where was Brittany? Hadn’t she said she’d be home straight after work to rest up?

Isaac’s brow furrowed as he reached for his phone and dialed Brittany’s number.

No answer.

A chill ran down his spine, and he immediately called Nathan. “Get the surveillance footage from the office, now!”

“Is it Ms. Dustin? Is she in trouble?’

Nathan’s voice was laced with concern, guessing boldly from Isaac’s tone.

Aside from Brittany, he couldn’t imagine who else could cause such an emotional storm in Isaac!

“Just do it!”

The call ended, and Nathan sprung into action, grabbing his jacket and scrambling down the stairs as he summoned his team.

Meanwhile, Isaac entered his study and booted up his computer.

His fingers, long and elegant, flew across the keyboard until the screen went dark, only to reveal a tiny red dot- the latest in GPS tracking technology!

in, Isaac scrutinized the location, discovering the red dot blinking in the company’s

the

from his chair. At the same time, his phone

response, he

Salter, we’ve got something. Ms. Dustin was

“Keep digging!”

lay a finger

up and strode out, determination in

Brittany regained consciousness, her vision blurred, head throbbing with pain. She found herself gazing into

“You’re awake.”

pain at the back

you honestly believe I’d

recoil, her hands

“Stop squirming.”

a paring knife,

Brittany’s

Joie lost her mind?

come back, Isaac and I would

down, the cold steel grazing Brittany’s cheek, who

love you without that pretty face of

that this face was all Brittany had over

tried to dodge, but Joie grabbed her chin firmly. “Don’t

chill flashed in Brittany’s

down the knife.