The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 866

Brittany felt a pang of thirst after indulging in a late-night snack. In the wee hours, her stomach settled, but her throat parched. She tiptoed downstairs to the kitchen to get some milk.

On her way back to her bedroom, the soft glow from the study caught her eye.

“Must be Grace forgetting to turn it off again,” she mumbled to herself, veering towards the study.

The soft-soled slippers made her steps virtually silent on the polished wooden floor.

At the study’s door, Brittany paused, hearing a low voice murmuring from within.

“You tell me, why’d you have to go so soon? Left me all alone here, still worrying about the grandkids. Can’t join you just yet…

Brittany froze.

Grandma was still awake at this hour?

Realizing she shouldn’t eavesdrop, Brittany quickly retreated. Inside the study, Grace seemed caught in a monologue, speaking to someone who wasn’t there.

known things would come to this, I never would’ve invested in that research institute, let alone let

out in bed for her, finding only cool sheets. His eyes fluttered open just in time to see her silhouette against the milky light,

Isaac got out of bed, a frown of concern creasing his forehead. He felt the chill on her as he pulled her into bed, wrapping the blanket snugly around them.

get some

she hadn’t gone out into the night. “Drink up,” he urged gently. After finishing the milk and giving Isaac a reassuring kiss,

the staircase to find Grace undergoing her daily health check by the doctor. Exchanging greetings, she then sat down for a hearty breakfast with Isaac before they headed to Joie’s

a metallic scent tinged the air. Joie was sprawled on the floor, her face marred with fresh scratches, a picture of utter disarray.

eyes lit with a mix of fear and anger

word with her. Alone.” Brittany couldn’t help but

good chat, and don’t hurt yourself,” he said before walking away.

last physical altercation, pleaded, “Bro

she do if Brittany

without a backward

the door close with dread, too late to curse Isaac’s cold heart. She curled up, inching closer to the wall in a futile attempt

warn you-if you dare lay a finger on me,

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