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 relationship between Marcel and the Salters was strained, and Grace had skipped the wedding.

glass in a toast to William. “I’ve got unfinished business with them. Had to

glasses chimed crisply.

William inquired, since his bond with Isaac had ended when he and Brittany

“He’s here.”

want to talk about him.

was grave, “do you need my

got

a handful of lawyers

to how Isaac

conversation flowed, Isaac entered the

to

intensity.

strode forward, seizing Brittany’s wrist. “Ease

a cold look at William.

friends with Bri, things are

you trying to restrict Bri’s freedom to choose her

but couldn’t break free from

commanded in a low

his voice dropping to

claim and smiled at Brittany, “Bri, I’ve got to run.

your chat.”

Brittany felt a bit

gazes of the crowd, Brittany pulled