The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 811

Isaac’s proposal was a success, and Joie almost lost her cool when she heard the news.

“What in the world did Brittany do to him? Poor Isaac is stripped bare, and yet he’s still taking her back?”

If it had been anyone else, Isaac surely wouldn’t let them off the hook so easily.

Leda snorted with a hint of mockery, “If you had even a third of her cunning, you wouldn’t have spent five long years failing to snag Isaac!”

Joie’s weak spot had been hit, and her face flushed with anger, “Isn’t Manuel out now? When are you two tying the knot?”

Leda was at a loss for words.

Joie was doing it on purpose, well aware that the Salter family wouldn’t budge.

Leda’s face hardened.

“Cut the chatter. We need to move forward with the plan we discussed earlier.”

Joie knew all too well that once Brittany and Isaac were married, her web of lies would unravel.

“Understood.”

After Leda left, Joie rolled up her sleeves and prepared a home-cooked dinner, then made her way to Isaac’s company.

Nathan had just wrapped up a meeting and was surprised to see Joie.

Joie, what brings you

container in her hand, “I’ve brought

Joie had always harbored feelings for Isaac.

had Ms. Dustin

Joie, Mr. Salter is still in a meeting,” Nathan said. “I can take that for you and pass

to see Isaac.” Joie insisted.

more and went to

I let Ms. Joie

“Bring her in.”

time for Joie lately, and her showing up

she wanted something.

large as Grandeur Capital, but for a startup, it was incredibly successful.

build such a sizable company, which

employees passing by didn’t pay much attention to Joie, rarely greeting

minutes, Nathan emerged from the

please

gracious smile, “Thank you.”

desk. “Isaac, as I mentioned earlier, I wanted to work at your company. I’ve submitted

was surprised she was serious, raising an eyebrow, “If you follow the procedures,

troubled, “But Ms.

if you’re genuinely interested in working

Like Daniel!

felt intimidated, as if her secrets had been laid bare, and she instinctively clenched her fingers, “Isaac, I don’t understand what you’re implying.”