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

both in good health;

we chatting about?” Wesley chimed in, returning from a phone call and raising an eyebrow at the sight of Hana.

“Let’s go.”

Isaac strode off.

glance at

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

wanted to say hello to Mr. Salter.” Hana bit her lip, her denial hanging in the

or not, best keep your

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

embarrassment, and she stormed

open the door to their private room and teased, “Zac,

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

some business with

two had been on the brink of marriage when she abruptly broke

gossip, steered the

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