The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 939

“Stick to the plan.” Isaac leaned back into the leather armchair. “What’s Noel’s take on this?”

“He’s resigned. Heading back to Grandeur Capital tomorrow.”

“Let him have a crack at those projects we lined up.” Isaac had this hunch; they wouldn’t be returning to Imperial City anytime soon.

“Understood.”

The buzz about Noel joining Grandeur Capital stirred Manuel from his complacency, insisting on a meeting with Isaac. Unfortunately, Isaac was nowhere near Imperial City.

Undeterred, Manuel, shamelessly flanked by a gaggle of reporters, barged into Noel’s office, airing a laundry list of Isaac’s supposed misdeeds.

Noel wasn’t one to be pushed around. He called the cops without a moment’s hesitation.

The reporters scattered like roaches, leaving Manuel red-faced and on the verge of a fainting spell.

“Got an issue with my brother?”

thunder, retorted, “Too busy at Grandeur Capital, huh? Then let Marcel lend you a hand.”

Marcel?

your dreams. Grandeur Capital belongs to the

livid. “Noel, I’m

a dad like you, I must’ve been some

I ever wronged you?” Manuel tried to soften his tone. “I’ve always wanted to make amends. You just wouldn’t give me the chance, believing all those

Noel was silent.

around your age. She’s leagues beyond Brittany. Without your brother,

paternal duty to strategize for Noel, unaware that his son

“I’m not interested in marriage right now, nor am I competing with my brother. And another thing, don’t you dare look down on Brittany. She is now the daughter of the Lynette family

that, Noel had security toss Manuel out on his ear.

reeling, Noel’s words echoing in his head.

a Lynette of Craneville? Impossible.

and, lo and behold,

this, he bought a plane ticket under the cover of night, making a

to climb the Lynette family