The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 835

The news of Joie’s incarceration sent shock waves through the city. Every show Joie had ever starred in was pulled from the shelves, and her social media accounts were silenced. Her management team, quick to distance themselves at the first sign of trouble, was now issuing public apologies in an attempt to save their reputation.

Joie’s restaurant, once a bustling hub of activity, suffered greatly. Some of the more zealous fans even vandalized the place in their outrage. The scandal quickly became the talk of the town, trending on Twitter and stirring up a frenzy of gossip.

Amid the chaos, Brittany and Isaac found themselves in the throes of a new cold war. Isaac, resolute in staying clear of the mess, showed some backbone. He even got the lawyers involved to shut down any chance of Joie’s appeal.

Grace, recognizing the strain on their relationship, tried to play matchmaker, but her efforts proved futile.

As autumn graced Imperial City; the landscape transformed into a golden sea overnight. The ginkgo trees lining the asphalt roads turned half the sky yellow, their leaves. pirouetting in the breeze to announce the arrival of the season.

Brittany stepped out of her studio and spotted Isaac from a distance, standing under a tree. He appeared thinner, a palpable shadow of stress hanging over him, yet the inherent air of nobility remained unchanged.

Her feelings weren’t so much rooted in anger as in disappointment. In Isaac’s world, she still failed to claim the top priority. Beyond the age of being swayed by sweet nothings, she yearned for that special favoritism.

Hearing her footsteps, Isaac turned and offered his coat, concern lacing his words. “Are you cold?”

The chill of early autumn had Brittany’s hands icy to the touch, but she didn’t reject his approach. “I’m fine.”

Isaac took her hands in his. “I bought some beef.

loved, and he learned to make it just

“Sounds good.”

was away at camp and set to fly back to Imperial City that night.

changed into comfortable clothes and started preparing the beef- cutting it into cubes, blanching it, and

of the braised beef filled the

into the kitchen, where Isaac was now washing crabs. “I thought

crabs in the sink, she couldn’t help but think how delicious they

wanted to try some

meticulously cleaned the crabs, chopped them up, and dusted them with flour before frying them to seal in their flavor. Adding a variety of spices, he created a steaming dish of spicy crab, garnishing it with a handful of fresh green onions just before serving.

scent was too much for Brittany, and she salivated at the thought

particularly succulent piece, offering it to her

the crab, and smearing a bit of sauce

with a husky voice. “Is

impending ‘danger,’ Brittany praised the dish without reservation.