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.”

in public, nor did she wish to be the target of

with Ryan on the soft sandy beach; the

the guests. Having attended many weddings recently, she felt somewhat

a few rounds of toast,

returned, she saw Carla, who looked just as beautiful as she remembered. Carla seemed surprised to see her but gave a

particularly deep, so there wasn’t much

in her chest as if something

her

and calmly

it took

to fuss over Brittany, regardless of the

over, Isaac and Brittany said their

erupted from the lounge,

dare you take

something was wrong, Brittany rushed towards the lounge to figure out

followed closely behind her, “Slow

bloodied. Carla, her clothes disheveled,

young man who had slapped William looked as if he wanted

let out a gasp and

best to steady her, but