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!

location, discovering the red dot blinking in the

covert device; the only explanation was that she was in

chair. At

quick response,

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

“Keep digging!”

to dare lay a finger

and strode out, determination in every step.

blurred, head throbbing with pain. She found

“You’re awake.”

tried to sit up, struggling against the pain at the back

voice dripped with venom. “Did you honestly believe I’d let you escape unscathed after you wrecked my life?”

to recoil, her hands tied behind her back.

“Stop squirming.”

paring knife, its blade catching

want?” Brittany’s voice trembled with

lost

hadn’t come back, Isaac and

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

love you without that pretty

this face was

dodge, but Joie grabbed

in

Joie brought down the