The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 969

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.

Brittany handed the blueprints over to the factory.

neared, the buzz around Saskia’s wedding intensified.

activity,

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

hand, was utterly exasperated by his attention. Mrs. Metzger’s hopes for her to keep Jonathan company

brought her work to the hospital room,

eyes brimming with

why won’t you talk

was silent, her attention

if he’d lost something vital. Yet,

bed, Jonathan’s head drooped like

Mrs. Metzger’s request, Ophelia sighed internally and rose to pour him a glass of warm

if you don’t want to stay here with me, I

expression, Ophelia felt a surprising twinge of

extended her hand. “Drink this.”

glass, sipping carefully.

water Ophelia had given him; he didn’t want to guzzle it down all

it was directed at Saskia, now it seemed to

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

you like me, then?” Jonathan’s

of their engagement and his hopeful eyes, leaving her at a loss for words.

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