The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 866

Chapter 866

Brittany felt a pang of thirst after indulging in a late-night snack. In the wee hours, her stomach settled, but her throat parched. She tiptoed downstairs to the kitchen to get some milk.

On her way back to her bedroom, the soft glow from the study caught her eye.

“Must be Grace forgetting to turn it off again,” she mumbled to herself, veering towards the study.

The soft-soled slippers made her steps virtually silent on the polished wooden floor.

At the study’s door, Brittany paused, hearing a low voice murmuring from within.

“You tell me, why’d you have to go so soon? Left me all alone here, still worrying about the grandkids. Can’t join you just yet…

Brittany froze.

Grandma was still awake at this hour?

Realizing she shouldn’t eavesdrop, Brittany quickly retreated. Inside the study, Grace seemed caught in a monologue, speaking to someone who wasn’t there.

never would’ve invested in that research institute, let alone let Zac take those risks. Thankfully, that girl’s been found.

Isaac. He reached out in bed for her, finding only cool sheets. His eyes fluttered open just in time to see her silhouette against the milky light, a

got out of bed, a frown of concern creasing his forehead. He felt the chill on her as he pulled her into

to get some milk,” she explained.

After finishing the milk and giving Isaac a reassuring kiss, Brittany whispered, “Sleep now.” They sank into a peaceful slumber until morning’s light beckoned them awake.

undergoing her daily health check by the doctor. Exchanging greetings, she then sat down for a hearty breakfast with Isaac before they

on the floor, her face marred with fresh scratches, a picture of utter disarray.

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eyes lit with a mix of fear and anger

but feel a surge of satisfaction seeing Joie in such

chat, and don’t hurt yourself,” he said before walking away.

recalling their last physical altercation, pleaded, “Bro Isaac, don’t go, please..”

she do if Brittany

without a

with dread, too late to curse Isaac’s cold heart. She

wall in a futile

warn you-if you dare lay a finger on me, I

advanced on her.

retreat, Joie’s face