The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 875

Brittany clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles turning white. if this was the truth, then what about all the affection Grace had showered her with over the years? Was it all a facade?

Every little moment they had spent together recently was now under intense scrutiny in her mind. Brittany couldn’t even bear to think about it. What did her genuine feelings amount to if this was the case?

And what about Grace’s repeated favoritism?

If Grace had known about Joie’s true identity all along, then was this whole five-year indulgence a sinister setup?

Brittany sat in her car, the howling wind piercing through her, sending a chill down her spine that could induce shivers even on the hottest summer day.

Upon arriving at the hospital, she spotted Noel

“How is it looking?”

Noel’s eyes were rimmed red with worry, “Brittany, you think they gonna be okay?”

Brittany tried to be reassuring, “They’ll be fine.”

Noel was young but he was a man, and he quickly composed himself, noticing Brittany’s pallor.

“Are you alright?”

strength, shook

operating room, a grueling three hours passing before the surgeon

stepped forward.

She dared not move, fearing that any movement might

Isaac Salter?*

Salter has a laceration in his lower back and abdomen. Thankfully, the shrapnel didn’t go deep and missed his

a sigh of relief, ready to relay the news to

thud

“Ms. Dustin!”

a surge of tension release from her mind upon hearing that Isaac was out of mortal danger. However, as relief washed over her, the pain in her

Drip, drip, drip-

a flower on the floor.

realized what was happening and bellowed, “What are you waiting for? Get her to the

came

escaped death’s clutches, Brittany was rushed into surgery.

at the pool of blood, his heart constricted

Brittany pregnant? Could the

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tragedy, and Wesley Tueley and others rushed