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.

“Don’t worry, Ophelia. We

later, Brittany stormed out of the dressing room, leaving

too obvious. Brittany’s face

the employees a casual

rest assured, we’re clueless about the afternoon’s events.”

hour coaxing Brittany

had tried on was neatly packed and sent

her ripped dress, Brittany glared at Isaac, which only made him melt. “Stop glaring.”

it reminded him of a kitten flaunting

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

with an investigation report. “Your Highness, the gentleman you encountered this

been brewing; after all, she had

where is

City. He’s from the Salter

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

is the powerhouse behind Grandeur

household name in A country, with countless young women

“So he’s from A country.”

she hadn’t come