The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 824

Nathan leaned in, whispering a few words into Isaac’s ear.

Word had come from the police; Joie had confessed but refused to admit she had live on the internet.

“She won’t admit she started the stream?”

gone

“That’s right. But the cops checked her social media accounts. She definitely logged into the dark web recently.”

“Lies!” Isaac clenched his eyes shut, struggling to contain his frustration. “Keep the pressure on!”

After Nathan left, the doctors came to report Brittany’s condition. Learning that she was mostly unharmed, Isaac finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Once the doctors had left, Isaac approached Brittany’s bedside, pouring her a glass of water. “The doc says the cut on your face is healing nicely. You might not even need cosmetic surgery later.”

He had spared no expense on the best treatments, all to ensure not a single scar would mar her face.

Brittany’s face lit up with relief. “That’s fantastic.”

Isaac had stayed by Brittany’s side for days, and during that time, Grace had visited too.

“Bri, you’ve been through an ordeal,” Grace said softly, her voice tinged with guilt.

Brittany, still weak from her recent awakening, couldn’t muster the strength to discuss the incident.

Grace couldn’t bring herself to make excuses for Joie, let alone plead on her behalf.

of assault and the evidence against her being irrefutable, she still refused to admit

situation had reached

a week in the

to visit together, bringing a touch of cheer to the sterile room.

since his divorce, seemed reinvigorated, his demeanor both

and handed over some

Brittany replied with

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Chapter 824

excused himself to answer a phone call, leaving Kari to

won’t admit to the stream,” Kari

took a

would deny it. The person who went live wasn’t Joie at

out to Grace,” Kari scoffed. “After what she’s done to you, if the Salter family still intervenes, they’re clearly not putting you first!”

focus on work. I’ll handle this once I’m

lips in frustration but nodded. “Your studio is

left, Brittany picked up her phone and dialed a number. “Erase all traces. Don’t let anyone

the inquiry you made,

“Go on.”

Rumor has it, the backers are some of the

“Who?”

pinpointed them yet.

massaged her temple. “Keep

Imperial City’s powerful families. Uncovering the puppet masters behind the