The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 829

Isaac frowned. “Noel’s the one with the legs; you should be asking him.”

Manuel’s face turned ashen. “I know I’ve wronged you in the past, and you might not forgive me. I’m not expecting us to mend fences, but I genuinely want to make it up to Noel.”

He tried to play the emotional card, “Can’t you understand a father’s plea?”

Isaac couldn’t help but smirk, “If you truly want to make amends, then show it with actions, not just words. Or are you” Isaac’s gaze sharpened, “all talk?”

Manuel, of course, harbored intentions of making amends with Noel, but was reluctant to

take action.

He believed that his mere consideration to make amends was a generous gift, given his status as an elder.

Isaac brushed past Manuel, entering the banquet hall.

Gone was the greenness of five years past; today’s Brittany epitomized mature grace, her elegance accentuated by a deep emerald cocktail dress that clung to her figure.

Numerous men at the venue couldn’t resist casting eager glances her way.

They couldn’t care less that she had reconciled with Isaac; they were eager to make their

move.

Unfortunately, someone beat them to the punch.

people

the Salters was strained, and Grace had

unfinished business

chimed

not here?” William inquired, since his bond with Isaac

“He’s here.”

didn’t want to talk about

“do you need my help

got

pick a handful of lawyers in Imperial City better

baffled as to how Isaac had ended up

Isaac entered the

seemed to brew in his eyes, carrying a chilling

intensity.

forward, seizing Brittany’s wrist. “Ease up on the

he cast a cold

with Bri, things are awkward. Better keep your

Salter, are you trying to restrict Bri’s freedom to choose

couldn’t break free from Isaac.

She commanded in a low voice.

said, his voice dropping

claim and smiled at Brittany, “Bri,

have your chat.”

thoughtfulness, Brittany felt a bit

Brittany pulled Isaac towards a quiet corner of the garden.