The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 845

Joie clenched her fists, thinking, wanna kick me to the curb? In your dreams! I’m not someone you can just use and lose at the drop of a hat!

The next morning.

Brittany descended the stairs to find that Joie had already left.

Outside, Grace and Daniel were busy picking grapes in the yard.

Inside, Brittany was alone in the living room.

She made a quick trip to the kitchen and came back carrying a plate of garden-fresh vegetable salad and a small bowl of mixed fruit.

After a satisfying meal, Brittany headed to the office.

Upon entering the conference room, she found a man in a dark suit already waiting.

“Ms. Dustin, you’re here,” the man said, standing as Brittany walked in.

She looked at the man’s face, feeling a bit dazed.

His name was Landon.

After the company had found its footing, Brittany had spared no expense to poach Landon, entrusting him with the company’s operations.

She was no longer involved in the day-to-day running of the business, only dropping by weekly to stay updated.

Brittany nodded as she took a seat.

a file and reported on the week’s progress, highlighting a few promising

on her. “Ms. Dustin, I’ve personally vetted these projects. Take a look at the assessment reports. If

in Landon’s abilities, Brittany carefully read through the documents, particularly focusing

the same project that Landon was

and set to

with his assistant for flights and hotel bookings, deciding to bring along a few trusted colleagues.

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again.

We can’t afford any

“Understood.”

horizon, Brittany informed Isaac, intending to

Grace’s surgery.

he understood the

wouldn’t miss any

signing several disadvantageous agreements to preserve her dignity and

Landon’s

out of the airport after being away from Craneville for so long left Brittany

close friend from Craneville, holding a large

“Bri…”

friend Charles approached quickly, enveloping Brittany in a hug. “You finally came back. I’ve missed you so

returned the embrace.

his team discreetly

loudly, “How long are you back for