The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 622

Brittany certainly hoped to team up with the Palmer family, but that would depend on the form of cooperation.

“Mr. Joseph, what do you mean?” Brittany asked.

“I plan to either buy out Bri-jeweled Studio or invest in it,” Joseph stated his intentions outright, “Bri-jeweled Studio has a high standing among domestic jewelry brands. It will only grow faster and better with the backing of the Palmer family. I believe Ms. Dustin would also like to see the brand you founded go global, right?”

Brittany immediately lost interest in cooperating with Joseph at the mention of “buyout”.

She picked up her cup, sipped leisurely, and shook her head. “Mr. Joseph, Bri-jeweled Studio does not accept investments or buyouts.”

Bri-jeweled Studio was a brand she had founded with her own hands, and it was like her child.

What mother would sell her own child?

“Ms. Dustin, I understand this proposal might seem presumptuous, but we can sit down and have a good talk.”

Joseph knew Brittany’s character and he was resolute in completing this task.

As long as the price was right, Brittany would have to agree, whether she wanted to or not.

Brittany just gave a small smile.

Seeing Brittany’s reluctance, Stella signaled Joseph to change the topic.

conversation started to liven up. Brittany and Stella began talking about their photo-shoot, and

drinking on

out. As soon as they exited the restaurant, they

was startled. She recognized the man’s face and seemed lost for words, “Mr. Salter?”

at Brittany in his arms and frowned, “How much did you drink?”

of their unresolved issues, she tried to step forward but was stopped by Isaac’s intimidating

her from

his arms. The assistant wanted to follow

to follow, she’ll be safe with

pursed her lips. She hesitated for

as a skunk, was put in the passenger seat. Isaac looked at her flushed

put her

and casual. Her lips were slightly parted, revealing a tiny bit of her pink tongue. He couldn’t take his eyes off

from that.

his hand to gently touch her brow,

was sprawled on the sofa reading a book,

the noise, Daniel stood

Salter, is Ms.

Brittany into the

followed them, “What’s wrong with mom?”

“She’s drunk.”

looked down, closed the door with his

Daniel was confused.