The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 849

Charles’replied almost instantly, “Yes.”

Brittany’s heart skipped a beat.

“What about the kids? What happened to them in the end?”

She faintly remembered that on that ship years ago, most of them were under twelve, with the youngest still in swaddling clothes.

Charles didn’t answer directly but said instead, “The institute was reported for conducting live experiments.”

The implication was clear- none of the outcomes were good.

Brittany felt her knees weaken. “Can you look someone up for me? Joie.”

She and Isaac had escaped that ship, but Joie hadn’t. How did she survive what was basically hell on earth in that institute?

“Sure.”

After hanging up, Brittany gazed into the mirror, her reflection ghostly pale. She patted her cheeks gently, trying to bring some color back to her face.

Stepping out of the restroom, she met Isaac’s concerned gaze.

“You look awful. Are you feeling unwell?”

Brittany shook her head.

Isaac, not reassured, suggested they head to the hospital, but she stopped him. “No need for a hospital. I just need some rest.”

he scooped her up and settled her on the couch, fixing her a cup of warm honey lemon tea, “You’ve been running yourself ragged.

“Okay.”

sipped the lemon juice, leaning into Isaac’s embrace,

was notably absent from the Salter family

around in surprise, not

a trip and wasn’t feeling well. I told her to stay home

later. You take it back to her,”

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Chapter 849

sidelines, Leda bit her lip in frustration, unable to fathom what made Brittany

“Alright.”

and poured Isaac a cup of coffee, barely glancing

had practically

rebuffed by Isaac, now set her sights on Marcel. Seizing the moment he stepped away to the

“Marcel, darling.”

frowned in distaste, “What do

no affection for Joie,

you despise me so?”

simply not interested in you,” Marcel scoffed. “I have no

goods.”

and she bristled, “Think you’re too good for me, Marcel? You’re nothing but a bastard child. If it wasn’t for Manuel’s favoritism, you wouldn’t even be

any mention of his parentage, his gaze turning icy in

Joie was undaunted.

from a man who couldn’t stand on his

bite the hand that feeds you,” Joie dropped her facade completely. “What’s so good