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.

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

her mind, and she jolted upright, gasping for air as the

noticed the room

probably at the funeral.

resting for nearly half an

you come to

the funeral

Kari arrived quickly.

gone too far. She did this to you and didn’t

temples. “Help me get dressed. I need

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laid to rest in the morning. She couldn’t

black dress, then supported her to the car, taking her to the

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

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

“Carla!”

air, freezing Carla in her tracks, her hand suspended mid-air. She turned,

black suit, his demeanor grave yet