The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 652

Brittany, holding her purse tightly, approached and asked, “When did you get here? Why didn’t you give me a heads-up?”

“I arrived pretty late and saw you were busy, so I didn’t bother you.”

William noticed Brittany was only wearing a dress and was worried she’d be cold. He wanted to take off his jacket for her, but they had broken up, so it didn’t seem quite right.

“It’s chilly; you should head home early.” He had deliberately waited there for Brittany just to exchange a few words with her.

“You too.”

They stood there in silence for a while.

Suddenly, a warm coat was draped over her. An imposing presence engulfed her, and Isaac’s voice rang out.

“William, you’re here too? Bri, didn’t we just say I’d drive you home? Let’s go.”

Isaac followed closely. He felt uncomfortable when he saw them standing together. He wasn’t someone who could be easily offended, nor could he stand by while they poured out their hearts to each other.

After seeing him, William’s expression turned sour. “Zac, Bri isn’t your property. She makes her own choices.”

“Well, you’re not one of her choices.” Isaac held Brittany’s waist and shoved her into his car.

in a low voice. “Don’t forget, you promised to minimize your contact with

felt cornered. She leaned back on the leather seat, not

seat, opened the car door, and

started the car, leaving William behind.

grim. She rolled down the window, not wanting to talk to Isaac.

wheel with one hand and looked at the fuming

should I tell

okay in the head? Why did he keep threatening

William. The thought of Daniel mentioning their almost-kiss had him feeling like he was on fire, but he had to bear it.

Brittany got out of the car, and

the elevator, one after the other,

Brittany was about to enter

something might be wrong.

door open. “Wait outside

vases, coffee table, and desk were all smashed; there was debris all over

worried about Daniel

any trouble.” Brittany’s lips trembled slightly. If anything really happened, what would she do?

Mia picked up. “Ms. Dustin.”

are you

we’re at the amusement

a sigh of