The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 881

Isaac hadn’t expected to bump into Hana at the local dive bar.

“Hana, what’s up?” he inquired, a hint of surprise laced within his casual tone.

Their acquaintance wasn’t quite at the level where cross-country greetings were necessary.

Hana, feeling the subtle brush-off, found her desire to win him over intensifying.

After all, who doesn’t relish the sight of an aloof man succumbing to tender charms? Especially one as impressive as him?

“Mr. Salter,” Hana began, with a strategic touch of concern, “I heard Ms. Dustin was hospitalized. Is she feeling better now?”

She wasn’t naive; she knew Isaac cared about Brittany and was attempting to use this as an icebreaker.

But if there was one thing Isaac detested, it was undue prying into his and Brittany’s life.

“Hana,” Isaac said, his brow furrowing, “my personal matters aren’t really something I need to discuss with you.”

His usual cool demeanor faltered, and his expression towards Hana turned sour.

adult and certainly no fool, he could sense Hana’s repeated advances and their underlying intent, though he had to tread

I are both in good health;

phone call and raising an eyebrow at the

“Let’s go.”

Isaac strode off.

meaningful glance at

a thing for Zac?” Wesley, seasoned in the ways of flirtation, saw right

Hana bit her

whether you’re smitten or not, best keep your distance. Otherwise, it won’t

eyes, Hana’s family was inconsequential. If Isaac wanted to, dealing with her family would be a walk in the

with embarrassment, and she stormed

their private room and teased, “Zac, past thirty and still

juice and took a sip. At Wesley’s comment, he glanced over coolly, “You know

some business with her family.”

been on the brink of marriage when she abruptly broke it off, even forking over a

uninterested in gossip, steered the conversation back to

an hour, he glanced at his watch and excused himself, “It’s getting late. I should head