The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 832

Leda hobbled over obediently, her face swollen and bruised, taking on an oddly grotesque appearance.

The wedding fiasco had caused quite a stir, and Marcel had to pull some strings to keep the press at bay. Nonetheless, a leak had sent the company’s shares tumbling by two points, much to Manuel’s fury, who slammed his fists on the kitchen table in a fit of rage!

The Salter Group was shaken, and Brittany’s entire focus shifted to the impending lawsuit! On the day of the trial, Brittany arrived at the courthouse bright and early.

Somehow, the media had caught wind of the proceedings and swarmed the courthouse entrance.

Sitting in her car, Brittany stared at the relentless media circus, momentarily dazed.

“Brittany, maybe we should use the back entrance?” suggested Kari, not having anticipated the reporters’ blockade. Exiting the car now would surely lead to a mobbing.

Brittany, however, refused to back down. “No need.”

Most of these journalists were probably tipped off by Joie.

Since they were here, why not make the most of it?

Before Kari could respond, Brittany unbuckled her seat belt with a click and swung open the car door.

“It’s Brittany!”

The media descended upon her the moment she stepped out.

Cameras and microphones in hand, they rushed towards her, bombarding her with questions.

Dustin, what’s your comment on the

on Joie’s

Will this court battle affect your relationship?”

probing questions. She stood tall, her gaze icy, her

of the lawsuit is yet to be determined. I have nothing to say

what about you and Mr. Salter? Have you two had

on the question.

Quarrels were natural.

personal grievances for the whole town to gossip about.

and Brittany found herself enveloped by strong arms, a deep voice laying claim.

for your concern. Bri and I are

instinctively struggled, but Isaac’s grip on her waist was firm as he ushered her into

left behind, speechless

indeed so close, why

Brittany shrugged off

“Don’t touch me.”

a

had no wish to escalate the situation;

knew he wasn’t responsible. “Then it seems your darling sister is to blame.”

let’s keep conversation to a minimum

might bring a

her retreating figure and exhaled