The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 919

Brittany was ushered into the fitting room and with a ripping sound, her dress was torn.

“Isaac!”

She adored that dress!

Isaac leaned in close, “You like it? I’ll buy you more… loads more.”

But she couldn’t wear them out, not where other men could catch a glimpse. In his eyes, that would be a desecration of her purity.

Ophelia left the lounge but didn’t really go anywhere. After waiting for half an hour without a sign of Brittany, her patience began to wear thin.

“Hey, check on her, will you?”

At Ophelia’s command, a shop assistant headed to the dressing room. Moments later, the assistant returned, blushing and flustered. “Ophelia, the fitting room is… well, it’s a bit occupied.”

Green with envy, Ophelia thought: Damn, why does that guy only know how to push people around?

“Turn off the surveillance. We don’t want any evidence!” Before leaving, Ophelia made sure the staff were sworn to secrecy, with a stern warning that any slip-up would not bode well for them.

promptly reassured her, “Don’t worry,

hours later, Brittany stormed out of the dressing room, leaving Isaac

thing, but it was too obvious. Brittany’s face was a mask of fury, and she stalked off with purposeful

employees a

assured, we’re clueless

hour coaxing Brittany back into good

gown she had tried on was neatly packed and sent to

dress, Brittany glared at Isaac, which only made

never seemed to intimidate; instead, it reminded

to vanish as it was to flare up. Soon enough, they were back to cooing

with an investigation

been brewing; after all, she had crossed

where is he from?”

from the Salter family.”

in a pale pink nightgown, Ivy exuded a delicate elegance. “The

powerhouse behind

a household name in A

he’s

wonder she hadn’t come across him in Craneville.