The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 957

Brittany was initially unwilling to associate with Ivy anymore, but, to her dismay, Ivy had become like glue since that day, sticking to her side. Faced with no alternative, Brittany decided to turn a blind eye.

Isaac, catching wind of this, was rather surprised. “A princess has a crush on me?”

He couldn’t even recall Ivy’s face, let alone notice her affections for him.

“Are you disappointed?” Brittany quipped.

Isaac threw up his hands in a surrendering gesture. “Not at all.”

He wrapped his arms around Brittany, planting a kiss on her, savoring her softness. “But what about you? Being buddies with your rival, doesn’t that worry you?”

“Ivy won’t be setting her sights on you again.”

Ivy wasn’t exactly Miss Congeniality, but she wasn’t evil incarnate either, or else she wouldn’t have apologized.

Isaac didn’t dwell much on it; his focus was on the new branch office. Since its launch, he’d been hustling, snagging projects left and right. Riding on the coattails of Grandeur Capital’s reputation, he quickly secured two major deals, and it was only a matter of time before he delivered a stellar performance.

Their sweet nothings lasted late into the night until a call from Ophelia came through.

reach out to Saskia for

foreboding gripped Brittany.

has worsened; he’s

info at the hospital, explained that Jonathan’s initial minor burns had escalated due

choice but to contact

as they seemed determined to wash their hands of Jonathan,

way and

the news, simply hung up and went back

as the hospital staff, fearing liability, refused to

continued through

finally showed up. Blood was thicker than water, and Mrs. Metzger couldn’t entirely abandon

the room, Mrs. Metzger, tears streaming down

the doors to the emergency room swung open.

stable for now, but the infection is severe. It might be some time before he wakes,” the doctor informed.

thread, settled back into place, and she nearly

forty-eight hours. The first person

Ophelia stood up.