The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 881

Isaac hadn’t expected to bump into Hana at the local dive bar.

“Hana, what’s up?” he inquired, a hint of surprise laced within his casual tone.

Their acquaintance wasn’t quite at the level where cross-country greetings were

necessary.

Hana, feeling the subtle brush-off, found her desire to win him over intensifying.

After all, who doesn’t relish the sight of an aloof man succumbing to tender charms? Especially one as impressive as him?

“Mr. Salter,” Hana began, with a strategic touch of concern, “I heard Ms. Dustin was hospitalized. Is she feeling better now?”

She wasn’t naive; she knew Isaac cared about Brittany and was attempting to use this as an icebreaker.

But if there was one thing Isaac detested, it was undue prying into his and Brittany’s life.

“Hana,” Isaac said, his brow furrowing, “my personal matters aren’t really something I need to discuss with you.”

His usual cool demeanor faltered, and his expression towards Hana turned sour.

Hana’s repeated advances and their

good health;

returning from a phone call and raising an eyebrow at the sight of Hana.

“Let’s go.”

Isaac strode off.

cast a meaningful glance at Hana before

you got a thing for Zac?” Wesley, seasoned in the

wanted to say hello to Mr. Salter.” Hana bit

smitten or not, best keep your distance. Otherwise, it won’t end

his eyes, Hana’s family was inconsequential. If Isaac wanted to, dealing

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embarrassment, and she stormed off.

a tune, pushed open the door to their private room and

on the wagon, ordered a juice and took a sip. At Wesley’s comment, he glanced

with

been on

uninterested in gossip, steered the conversation back to business matters.

watch and excused himself, “It’s getting late.