The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 891

Brittany hadn’t slept in days. Another blow had taken its toll, causing her to faint from exhaustion into Isaac’s arms as he carried her to the car.

Nathan floored the gas pedal the moment he saw her condition.

Isaac held Brittany close, his jaw clenched, anger simmering beneath the surface.

At the hospital, the doctors dressed Brittany’s wounds and gave her a nutritional IV.

“Mr. Salter, Ms. Dustin fainted from extreme fatigue and is still unconscious. Try not to worry too much,” Nathan said in a hushed tone.

“Get the security footage. We’re suing Carla,” Isaac commanded, standing outside the hospital room, his aura icy and detached.

Nathan doubted his ears for a moment, but as he observed Isaac closely, he could tell the man was at his breaking point.

Carla’s repeated targeting of Brittany had long exhausted Isaac’s patience. Now that she had attacked Brittany in public, how could he let it slide?

“Understood.”

footage and contacted

stretch his imagination to predict Carla’s reaction. She would rage. Then she would beg for mercy. And then, she would

throbbing with pain. Recollections of the incident flooded her mind, and she jolted upright, gasping for air as the sharp pain

noticed the room was empty.

probably at

resting for nearly half an hour, Brittany called

come to the

couldn’t make it to the funeral on

Kari arrived quickly.

“Brittany, Carla’s gone too far. She did this to you and didn’t even

massaged her temples. “Help me get dressed. I

laid to rest in the

her decision and helped her into a black dress, then supported her to the car, taking

left, leaving only the Salter family and

hand raised to strike. “Brittany, you have some nerve showing up. What did

“Carla!”

cut through the air, freezing Carla in her tracks, her hand suspended