The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 832

Leda hobbled over obediently, her face swollen and bruised, taking on an oddly grotesque

appearance.

The wedding fiasco had caused quite a stir, and Marcel had to pull some strings to keep the press at bay. Nonetheless, a leak had sent the company’s shares tumbling by two points, much to Manuel’s fury, who slammed his fists on the kitchen table in a fit of rage!

The Salter Group was shaken, and Brittany’s entire focus shifted to the impending lawsuit! On the day of the trial, Brittany arrived at the courthouse bright and early.

Somehow, the media had caught wind of the proceedings and swarmed the courthouse

entrance.

Sitting in her car, Brittany stared at the relentless media circus, momentarily dazed.

“Brittany, maybe we should use the back entrance?” suggested Kari, not having anticipated the reporters’ blockade. Exiting the car now would surely lead to a mobbing.

Brittany, however, refused to back down. “No need.”

Most of these journalists were probably tipped off by Joie.

Since they were here, why not make the most of it?

Before Kari could respond, Brittany unbuckled her seat belt with a click and swung open

the car door.

“It’s Brittany!”

The media descended upon her the moment she stepped out.

and microphones in hand, they rushed towards her, bombarding

questions.

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hear you were kidnapped, possibly on

Will this court battle affect

to the media’s probing questions. She stood tall,

stance aloof.

is yet to be determined. I have nothing to say at this point.”

you two had a quarrel over this

on the

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Quarrels were natural.

to air her personal grievances for the whole

about.

and Brittany found herself enveloped by strong arms, a deep voice

Bri and I are on excellent

on her waist was firm as

into the courthouse.

was left behind, speechless and confounded.

so close, why would Isaac be siding

Brittany shrugged

“Don’t touch me.”

a refined

escalate the situation; why would he call the

he wasn’t responsible. “Then it seems your

the main doors. “Mr. Salter, let’s keep conversation to a minimum until

wasn’t sure if the next moment might bring a