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.

to stretch his imagination to predict Carla’s reaction. She would rage. Then she would beg for mercy. And

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

she noticed the room was empty.

probably at

for nearly half an hour, Brittany called

can you come to the

make it to the funeral on

Kari arrived quickly.

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

“Help me get dressed.

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be laid to rest in the morning. She couldn’t be absent.

Brittany was set on her decision and helped her into a black dress,

Salter family

of the car, Carla charged at her, hand raised to strike. “Brittany, you have some nerve showing up. What did you say to my brother? He’s

“Carla!”

in

black suit, his demeanor grave yet noble.