The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 916

“I never thought I’d break off my engagement with the Lynettes, only to learn that you’ve become their darling daughter,” Ophelia said with a raised eyebrow.

Brittany stirred her coffee, looking as calm as the eye of a storm. “Life’s full of surprises. Didn’t see this one coming either.”

Ophelia leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “I’ve met a few of the Lynettes before. Leila is a piece of work. Watch your back.”

“Ophelia?” A frigid voice cut through the café chatter.

Ophelia’s smile vanished. It was her-the woman who had thrown a wrench in her wedding.

“What do you want?”

The woman strode over, looking down her nose at Ophelia, one hand cradling her protruding belly. “I suggest you keep your distance from Vincent Lynette. I’m pregnant. Be a good girl, will you?”

Ophelia couldn’t help but roll her eyes. “Vincent and I called off our engagement a long time ago. If you have a problem, take it up with him.”

She didn’t need this-her prancing around, a living, breathing annoyance.

Otherwise, why wouldn’t he come see me? It must be you, keeping him from calling me.

even if Vincent didn’t marry me, he’s not going to marry you either. If he truly loved you, he wouldn’t have gotten engaged to me, let alone have

portraying charm in public, yet entangled with his ex behind closed doors, all the while professing his love for

love wasn’t for her; it was for the power and advantage gained from aligning with her Joyner family. And this woman before her was nothing more than a consolation prize-a sad realization

woman was

her phone

have you

woman’s face drained

woman in check and out of my sight,” Ophelia said, dropping an address before ending

up his things and rushed to the

her ground, glaring daggers at Ophelia until Vincent arrived. Her eyes lit up as she moved to

guilt swimming in his eyes. He’d been miserable, the talk of Craneville,

was unmoved. “Take your woman and leave.

escorted the woman

Ophelia still after you?” she cooed, clutching at his

up. Ophelia ended things a

“If the engagement is really off, can we get

turned