Chapter 918

Isaac was never stingy with sweet nothings, especially lately-it was as if his lips were perpetually dipped in honey.

“Why didn’t you pick anything out, Bri?”

The welcome party was just around the corner and she needed to find some fancy dresses.

That reminded Brittany. “How about you help me choose?”

Isaac agreed with a smile and rose from his seat. “Alright.”

Brittany followed him.

Isaac had an excellent eye for fashion; he knew Brittany inside and out. To him, picking out dresses for her was child’s play.

He selected an elegant light green cocktail dress and handed it to Brittany. “You wore something similar on the day we got our marriage license. Give it a try?”

Brittany had a soft spot for that style and took the dress. “I’ll head to the dressing room then. You keep looking.”

“Sure thing.”

Isaac picked a few more dresses of various styles, almost all from high-end designers. He handed them to an attendant. “Please, take these in.”

“Of course.”

into the dressing room, Isaac returned

and was

“Who are you?”

her private lounge, not just anyone

I’m Isaac Salter.” He introduced

recognized his identity. “Mr. Salter,

dressing room.”

They both

cup of coffee for himself and another for Ophelia. “Bri told me you’ve

fond of Isaac. After all, he was the reason behind Brittany’s

thing between Bri and me doesn’t need your

sensed Ophelia’s hostility. “It seems you

thanks to you,” Ophelia defended Brittany. “Bri might

wasn’t used to being lectured, and a flicker of irritation crossed his eyes. “Ophelia, I appreciate how much

her snide remarks, he wasn’t

the attendant remained as silent

a green cocktail dress with exquisite fabric and embroidered flowers, radiating a noble charm.

stood up, his

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