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.

secretary who had served Marcel for years knew that there were feelings between them

“Right this way.”

visiting Marcel

not the kind of man to be won over by a few meal If it were that simple,

away, Joie stared at her retreating figure, a strange

just finished a meeting. His expression softened upon seeing her, an alteration not missed by the sharp eyes of the secretary, who became increasingly respectful towards Zella.

Marcel didn’t realize that whenever Zella appeared, he would magically soften, like ice that had been frozen

and put down the lunch box she was carrying, “You look awful. Tough day at work?”

here. Help me with

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

his side and began to massage his head.

looked up, he could see

the best, always

stayed silent, afraid that any words might disturb the rare

Marcel grabbed Zella’s hand, “That’s enough.”

head, “You should

the lunch box, revealing a bowl

to know when we’re getting married?” Seeing that Marcel

that time, and their daughter

his soup, “Aren’t we finejust the way