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 me?”

sense of foreboding gripped

condition has worsened; he’s in

minor burns had escalated due to neglect, resulting in a

choice

to the Metzgers and getting no response, as they seemed determined to wash their hands of Jonathan, Ophelia turned to Brittany for Saskia’s

spiral this way and

hung up

kept vigil at the hospital, feeling trapped as the hospital staff, fearing liability, refused to

rescue efforts continued through the

Metzgers finally showed up. Blood

outside the room, Mrs. Metzger, tears streaming down her face, murmured her thanks. “Ophelia, I’m

the doors to the emergency room

the infection is severe. It might be some time

Metzger’s heart, which had been hanging by a thread, settled back into place, and she nearly fainted from relief.

full forty-eight hours. The first person he saw upon

Ophelia stood up. “Jonathan.”