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?”

like thunder, retorted, “Too busy at Grandeur Capital, huh?

Marcel?

dreams. Grandeur Capital belongs to the Salter family, and you’re

“Noel, I’m your father…”

a dad like you, I must’ve been

“I’ve always wanted to make amends. You just wouldn’t give

Noel was silent.

you’re with Grandeur Capital, focus on your career, network. I know someone’s daughter, around your age. She’s leagues beyond Brittany. Without your brother, what’s Brittany but a woman

felt it was his paternal duty to strategize for Noel, unaware that his

with her, you marry her, Noel retorted with an eye roll. “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

had security toss Manuel out on his

was still reeling, Noel’s words echoing in his

a Lynette of Craneville?

to dig up info on Craneville, and, lo and

a plane ticket under the cover of night, making a beeline for

aiming to climb the Lynette family tree? In his