The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 627

Nathan was just having a meal at a restaurant, not expecting to stumble upon Brittany and William together.

They seemed to be getting along like a house on fire. There were no signs of a breakup at all.

Nathan couldn’t help but glance at Isaac, whose face was as dark. He tried to console, “Mr. Salter, no need to get your knickers in a twist. Ms. Dustin and William are no longer an item. They’re just friends now.”

Brittany was a woman of principle. There was no way she was going back to William.

They had known each other since college, with a deep bond that had lasted more than a decade. It was not something that could have been easily severed.

Isaac knew Brittany wouldn’t get back with William, but jealousy still gnawed at him.

He was jealous because William got to be with Brittany for five years. He was jealous because Brittany devoted all her assets to the Dillion Group.

He couldn’t even get a sliver of a smile from Brittany, yet William could maintain such a close relationship with her!

He clenched his fists, his body brimming with a cold aura.

Nathan had been with him for years, but even then he was intimidated by Isaac’s aura, which sent chills down his spine.

while before Isaac finally turned and left.

Nathan promptly followed.

on his forehead. After a while, he asked

you were trying your best to protect Ms. Dustin five years ago, but maybe your methods weren’t quite

stubborn, wanting to shoulder everything for Brittany, wanting to keep her by his

Brittany was human too. She would have felt pain and she would have wanted to run

confined her, and betrayed her. It was

conditioning in the

completely given up on

loosened his hands, “What’s the point of telling her? The damage is done. Even if

living for over thirty years, Isaac had never experienced

time, he tasted the bitterness of

he could have done it all over again,

honest from the start, told Brittany his identity, and told her that he

have worked them out

Nathan silently started

for over three hours and after several calls from his family

walked him to the parking

to his prosthetic limb, and it was almost

they reached the parking lot, Brittany stopped William, “I