The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 871

Isaac knew the score; he wasn’t one for secrets. Rubbing his temple, he said, “I picked up Daniel this afternoon, and his teacher gave me a bunch of forms about getting ready for elementary school.”

He walked over to Brittany. “I had no idea she was sneaking sweets to Daniel. It was news

to me.”

Brittany felt a twinge of discomfort at his words but couldn’t quite put her finger on why.

Isaac took her hand. “She shouldn’t have given him sweets without asking. Want me to say something? Maybe get her transferred?”

Daniel’s health was Brittany’s top priority, always had been.

He was a preemie, born with the odds stacked against him. For years, he battled one health issue after another, only recently starting to resemble a healthy kid his age.

“No need,” Brittany didn’t want to make a mountain out of a molehill. “I’m sure she won’t do it again.”

Isaac, sensing she was cooling down, leaned in for a kiss.

“Wait…” Brittany pushed against his chest, her hand clutching his shirt. “Do you think Ms. Hana has a thing for you?”

She wasn’t looking to stir up trouble, nor was she trying to smear Hana’s name. But her intuition was sounding alarms. Hana’s ‘friendly’ gestures, the sweets-it all felt like a challenge.

met Ms. Hana a couple of times. We barely talk. Besides, what does it matter if she

it weren’t for that afternoon’s encounter. How could there be

well and let

as usual. Isaac dropped Daniel off at

“Bye, Daddy.”

backpack in tow, trotted into the

to leave and almost bumped into Ms. Hana, who had materialized beside

doesn’t allow Daniel sweets. Ms. Dustin didn’t give Daniel a hard time, did she? It was my fault. I just

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pointed the

would my wife make life difficult for her own

slap in Hana’s face, and she bit her lip in frustration. “I thought you and

soon as she said it, she regretted it, her impatience getting the better of her.

“Ms. Hana, my marriage is none of your business. We appreciate your concern for Daniel, but please refrain from giving

off, leaving Hana stewing in the

Abby were huddled together, whispering secrets.

tried to mask her annoyance as she approached. “Kids, class is about