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.

show up. He dismissed the people around him and approached her. “I

between Marcel and the Salters was strained, and Grace had skipped the

to William. “I’ve got unfinished business with them.

glasses chimed crisply.

his bond with Isaac had ended

“He’s here.”

didn’t want to

was grave, “do you need my help

I’ve got my

lawyers in

Isaac had ended up on

conversation flowed, Isaac entered the

seemed to brew in his eyes, carrying a chilling

intensity.

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

a cold look at

things are awkward. Better keep your

you trying to restrict Bri’s

struggled but couldn’t break free from

commanded in a low

I? We’re engaged,” Isaac said, his voice dropping to an icy

smiled at Brittany, “Bri, I’ve got to

your

felt a

curious gazes of the crowd, Brittany pulled