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 her

three hours passing before the surgeon finally emerged.

instinctively stepped

She dared not move, fearing

how’s Isaac Salter?*

gentle. “Mr. Salter has a laceration in his lower back and abdomen. Thankfully, the shrapnel didn’t go deep and missed his spine, but he’s

let out a sigh of relief, ready

thud sounded

“Ms. Dustin!”

that Isaac was out of mortal danger. However, as relief washed over

Drip, drip, drip-

a flower on the

happening and bellowed, “What are you waiting

never came alone.

Isaac and Grace had escaped death’s clutches, Brittany was rushed into surgery.

pool of blood, his heart

Could the

:

been struck by tragedy, and Wesley Tueley and others rushed over,