The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 969

“Alright.”

After Hugh left, Brittany returned to her studio, only to be summoned away by Ysabel for a meeting.

Meanwhile, Hugh settled into the backseat of a sleek black Bentley.

The woman who had just dined with him spoke with deferential poise, “Young Master.”

“Erase all trails. We can’t let anyone trace our whereabouts.”

“There’s been someone snooping around the research institute,” the woman said with a slight frown. “Could it be Ms. Dustin?”

“I’ll persuade her to back off.”

Hugh leaned back against the plush leather seat. “How’s Estelle doing?”

“The Hartman family is being stubborn. She’s living with Mr. Dominic Hartman.”

“Hmph, she’s got nothing but Dominic on her mind. Forget it, let’s go.”

It took Brittany three days to finalize the design draft for Hugh, who was quite pleased with the outcome.

sure everything was in order, Brittany handed the blueprints over to the factory.

month neared, the buzz around Saskia’s wedding intensified.

the Lynette family was abuzz with activity, the Metzger family

been recuperating for over half a month, and his wounds had significantly healed. He had completely forgotten about Saskia, his attention

his attention. Mrs. Metzger’s hopes for her to keep Jonathan company only added to

work to the hospital

his eyes brimming with

why won’t you talk to me?”

silent, her attention unyielding from her

irritating emptiness; as if he’d lost something vital. Yet, Ophelia didn’t care for him. If it weren’t for Mrs. Metzger’s wishes, she probably wouldn’t stay at

Jonathan’s head drooped like a

her paperwork, she finally noticed Jonathan’s unusual silence. Recalling Mrs. Metzger’s request, Ophelia sighed internally and rose to pour him a glass

eyes pitiful. “Ophelia, if you don’t want to stay here with me, I could talk to my

expression, Ophelia felt a

her hand. “Drink

the glass,

Ophelia had given him; he didn’t want

extent of Jonathan’s infatuation. Before, it was directed at Saskia, now it seemed

temples. “I’m not avoiding you. I’m just really

like me, then?” Jonathan’s gaze was

head, but she was caught by the idea of their engagement and his