The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 814

In just over a month, Brittany had secured several major contracts, propelling the Dustin Group to new heights.

It was Saturday evening.

Brittany had been invited to an industry mixer, accompanied by a few executives from the Dustin Group

Holding a glass of champagne, Brittany was engrossed in conversation with a business associate when she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

“Ms. Dustin, I heard Ms. Joie is now working for Mr. Salter’s company?”

The business associate, who had also noticed Joie, recalled industry gossip, saying, “Rumor has it Ms. Joie is quite the asset at work. In a short time, she has made significant contributions to their success.”

Leveraging her experience in the entertainment industry, Joie had executed several successful marketing campaigns that had taken her new company to greater heights.

Brittany was aware of this development.

“So it seems.”

“Ms. Dustin, you and Mr. Salter are known to be close, but it’s still worth being cautious.”

The rumor mill had been buzzing with stories, weaving tales of Joie’s deep-seated affection for Isaac. On the sidelines, there were even those who enjoyed pairing the two together.

Brittany chuckled softly. “Thank you, I’m well aware.”

be so capable; it seemed she had underestimated

drinks, Brittany felt a bit tipsy and excused herself to visit the

restroom.

business and couldn’t pick her up that

to arrange

restroom, Brittany almost ran

your mind?”

high on her recent successes, seemed to have some

let you know that I’m over Isaac. You don’t need to

set you up with some eligible bachelors, Brittany

retorted with resentment, “Brittany, it was you who ruined Isaac, costing him Grandeur Capital. How do you even have the

instead of obsessing over this, focus on securing your position at the

were as sharp as a knife.

world, not all publicity

thrived within the company. Supported by the

needn’t worry

on her way home, Brittany received a call from Grace. “Bri, come over for dinner

“Sure.”

sensed something was off and said, “I’ll have Emily

“Thanks, Grandma.”

Brittany arrived home where her assistant escorted her upstairs. Emily was

“Ms. Dustin.”

soup to Brittany, who after finishing it, drifted into a heavy sleep.