The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 727

Brittany didn’t even spare a glance, striding away.

Joie bit her lip, a hint of loathing in her eyes; she wanted to kick Brittany out of the drama crew once and for all.

Pushing that thought aside, Joie headed straight for Grandeur Capital.

Upon her arrival, the secretary formalized with a sigh, “Miss Joie, I’m sorry, but you need an appointment to see Mr. Salter.”

Was Joie a regular at that point?

She was at Grandeur Capital every day. Didn’t she get that Marcel didn’t want to see her?

Joie was about to explode, ready to pull rank, when a voice called out.

“Miss Zella.” The secretary’s impatience vanished with the arrival of Zella, replaced by a warm smile, “Are you here to see Mr. Salter?”

“Uh-huh, I brought lunch.”

Zella smiled gently.

Marcel for years knew that there were feelings between them and thus treated her very well.

“Right this way.”

about Joie visiting Marcel every day, but she couldn’t care less.

by a few meal If it

the secretary leading Zella away, Joie stared at her retreating figure, a

softened upon seeing her, an alteration not missed by the sharp eyes of the secretary, who became increasingly respectful

that whenever Zella appeared, he would magically soften, like ice that had been frozen for a thousand

the office and put down the lunch box she was carrying, “You look awful.

“Come here. Help me with a head

issues at Grandeur Capital weighed heavily on him, giving him a

and began to massage

Marcel looked up, he could

the best, always there by his

afraid that any words might disturb the rare

Marcel grabbed Zella’s hand, “That’s

released his head,

revealing a bowl of soup she had prepared herself.

married?” Seeing that Marcel was in a good mood,

engaged for five years by that time, and their daughter Nova was already over four, yet

“Aren’t we finejust