The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 891

Brittany hadn’t slept in days. Another blow had taken its toll, causing her to faint from exhaustion into Isaac’s arms as he carried her to the car.

Nathan floored the gas pedal the moment he saw her condition.

Isaac held Brittany close, his jaw clenched, anger simmering beneath the surface.

At the hospital, the doctors dressed Brittany’s wounds and gave her a nutritional IV.

“Mr. Salter, Ms. Dustin fainted from extreme fatigue and is still unconscious. Try not to worry too much,” Nathan said in a hushed tone.

“Get the security footage. We’re suing Carla,” Isaac commanded, standing outside the hospital room, his aura icy and detached.

Nathan doubted his ears for a moment, but as he observed Isaac closely, he could tell the man was at his breaking point.

Carla’s repeated targeting of Brittany had long exhausted Isaac’s patience. Now that she had attacked Brittany in public, how could he let it slide?

“Understood.”

Nathan immediately gathered the security footage and contacted their lawyer.

would rage. Then she

of the incident flooded her mind, and she jolted upright, gasping for air as the sharp pain from her

the

was probably at the

for nearly half an hour,

you come

make it to the funeral on her

Kari arrived quickly.

she seethed, “Brittany, Carla’s gone too far. She did

massaged her temples. “Help me get dressed. I need to be

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in the morning. She couldn’t be

on her decision and helped her into a black dress, then supported

the guests had left, leaving only the Salter family and those close to Grace at the funeral

“Brittany, you have some nerve showing up. What did you say

“Carla!”

voice cut through the air, freezing Carla in her tracks, her hand

stood nearby, clad in a somber black suit, his demeanor grave yet noble.