The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 824

Nathan leaned in, whispering a few words into Isaac’s ear.

Word had come from the police; Joie had confessed but refused to admit she had live on the internet.

“She won’t admit she started the stream?”

“That’s right. But the cops checked her social media accounts. She definitely logged into the dark web recently.”

“Lies!” Isaac clenched his eyes shut, struggling to contain his frustration. “Keep the pressure on!”

After Nathan left, the doctors came to report Brittany’s condition. Learning that she was mostly unharmed, Isaac finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Once the doctors had left, Isaac approached Brittany’s bedside, pouring her a glass of water. “The doc says the cut on your face is healing nicely. You might not even need cosmetic surgery later.”

He had spared no expense on the best treatments, all to ensure not a single scar would mar her face.

Brittany’s face lit up with relief. “That’s fantastic.”

Isaac had stayed by Brittany’s side for days, and during that time, Grace had visited too.

“Bri, you’ve been through an ordeal,” Grace said softly, her voice tinged with guilt.

from her recent awakening, couldn’t muster the strength to discuss the incident.

to make excuses for Joie, let alone

assault and the evidence against her being irrefutable, she still refused

reached a stalemate.

week in the

and Kari came to visit together, bringing a touch of cheer to the

ever since his divorce, seemed reinvigorated, his demeanor

handed over some scar treatment creams.

replied with

chat, William excused himself to answer a phone call, leaving Kari to broach a

heard Joie won’t admit to the stream,” Kari said, setting down her gift of flowers and fruit.

a sip of

it. The person who went live wasn’t

Kari scoffed. “After what she’s done to you, if the Salter family still intervenes, they’re clearly not putting

“You focus on work. I’ll

pursed her lips in frustration but nodded. “Your

Kari had left, Brittany picked up her phone and dialed a number. “Erase all traces. Don’t let anyone find out

you made, we’ve

“Go on.”

Rumor

“Who?”

them yet.