The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 917

An ordinary catch-up session between best friends was suddenly thrown off course.

With a touch of resignation, Ophelia pressed her fingertips to her temples. “Bri, you just witnessed quite the spectacle.”

Vincent insisted he’d been played. Yet, if he hadn’t gotten involved with that woman, how could he have been played at all?

Though she once harbored feelings for Vincent, they were now fading. Cutting her losses was clearly the smartest move.

“It’s okay.” Brittany knew Ophelia was hurting, even if she didn’t show it. After all, Ophelia had invested genuine emotions. And because of that woman, she’d become the butt of Craneville’s jokes!

“Forget it, just come shopping with me.” Ophelia didn’t want to dwell on it any longer and pulled Brittany toward their favorite boutiques.

The two chatted and laughed, completely in sync.

While Ophelia headed to the changing room, Brittany settled herself in the VIP lounge with a magazine she’d grabbed at random, only to flip it open to a photo of the Princess of Craneville. With her delicate beauty and the grace of a budding rose, every smile and frown spoke of elegance.

The Craneville royalty was one of the few remaining with real power. Among them, this princess held a special place, cherished by all.

Renowned for her dedication to charity and philanthropy, she epitomized the values the royal family needed to uphold, serving as an exemplary figure to capture the public’s adoration.

A sales associate brought over afternoon tea and the latest issue of the magazine.

style was all or nothing. She practically cleared

had braced herself

for the afternoon, Isaac called her. “Where

shopping.” Brittany gave him the

be there.” Isaac hung up, got into his car, and set off to pick Brittany up.

the square was airing a documentary on Princess Ivy.

it and parked his car, stepping out toward the elevator. Just as he reached the elevator,

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Chapter 917

“Whoa…”

back a step.

got separated from her maid and found herself being followed, which caused

man she’d run into was someone she’d seen at

banquet.

pretty face flushed with apology. “Sir, are you

waved it off. “I’m

meet Brittany and brushed

his retreating figure, feeling an unfamiliar sense of doubt. Throughout her life, she’d

beauty. For her

ignored was a first for