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

such a covert device; the only explanation was that she was

chair. At the

response, he picked

we’ve got something. Ms. Dustin was

“Keep digging!”

expected Joie to dare lay a finger on Brittany, not

and strode out, determination in

blurred, head throbbing with pain. She found

“You’re awake.”

struggling against the pain at

with venom. “Did you honestly believe I’d let you

her hands tied

“Stop squirming.”

a paring knife, its

Brittany’s voice trembled

Joie lost her

back, Isaac and I would be together by now.”

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

Isaac still love you without that pretty face of yours?”

this face was

dodge, but Joie grabbed her chin firmly. “Don’t move!”

chill flashed in Brittany’s

brought down the knife.