The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 672

Isaac whisked Brittany away, silencing the surrounding guests who wisely refrained from discussing the incident any further.

William didn’t expect Mrs. Dillion to treat Brittany so harshly; his face was ashen as he genuinely requested, “Mom, please be nicer to Bri.”

“You…”

“Enough, just drop it,” Timothy interjected, clearly impatient, “William’s right. If it weren’t for Ms. Dustin, we would’ve been kicked out of Imperial City long ago. Why are you targeting her?”

Mrs. Dillion felt indignant on William’s behalf and feared he would keep pursuing Brittany, potentially missing out on a better match.

Turning on his heel, William went away.

Olivia chased after him, “William/wait for me.”

Brittany, having been led away by Isaac, pulled her hand back, “Thank you.”

She didn’t expect Isaac to help her out like that:

To Isaac’s surprise, she even thanked him. His anger, initially triggered by her interaction with William, dissipated as he said, “Avoid him in the future.”

to argue with Isaac in public, nor did she wish to be the target

hand with Ryan on the soft sandy beach; the endless ocean was

her seat among the guests. Having

of toast, Brittany excused herself to the

she returned, she saw Carla, who looked just as beautiful as she remembered. Carla

so there wasn’t much to

left, Brittany felt a sudden pang in her chest as if

returned to her seat and sat

poured her a cup of coffee and calmly asked, “What

my makeup, it took

didn’t question further and continued to fuss over Brittany, regardless

Isaac and Brittany said their

could leave, a commotion erupted from

dare you take advantage

Brittany rushed towards the lounge to

followed closely behind

the floor, bloodied. Carla, her clothes disheveled,

who had slapped William looked as if he wanted to tear him

Dillion let out a

best to steady her, but