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

hand, “I’ve brought

knew Joie had always harbored

Ms.

a meeting,” Nathan said.

see Isaac.” Joie insisted.

couldn’t say much more and went to inform

let Ms. Joie in?”

“Bring her in.”

much time for Joie lately, and her showing up

she wanted something.

waited, she scanned the entire company. It wasn’t as large as Grandeur Capital, but for a startup,

managed to build such a sizable

didn’t pay much attention to Joie, rarely

about ten minutes, Nathan emerged

Joie, please

offered a gracious

on his desk. “Isaac, as I mentioned earlier, I wanted to work at your company. I’ve submitted my resume and gone through the interview. I hope you

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

troubled, “But Ms.

you’re genuinely interested in working here, focus on your job. Don’t concern yourself with what you shouldn’t, and definitely don’t touch what

Like Daniel!

been laid bare, and she instinctively clenched her fingers, “Isaac,