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

in good

from a phone

“Let’s go.”

Isaac strode off.

cast a meaningful glance at Hana before following

Zac?” Wesley, seasoned in the ways of flirtation, saw right through

Hana bit her lip, her denial hanging

couldn’t help but see through her facade. “A word of advice, whether you’re smitten or not, best keep your distance. Otherwise,

Isaac wanted to, dealing with her family would be a walk in

with embarrassment,

tune, pushed open the door to their private room and

ordered a juice and took a sip. At Wesley’s comment, he glanced

some business with

two had been on the brink

gossip, steered the conversation back to

an hour, he glanced at his watch and excused himself, “It’s getting