Chapter 918

Isaac was never stingy with sweet nothings, especially lately-it was as if his lips were perpetually dipped in honey.

“Why didn’t you pick anything out, Bri?”

The welcome party was just around the corner and she needed to find some fancy dresses.

That reminded Brittany. “How about you help me choose?”

Isaac agreed with a smile and rose from his seat. “Alright.”

Brittany followed him.

Isaac had an excellent eye for fashion; he knew Brittany inside and out. To him, picking out dresses for her was child’s play.

He selected an elegant light green cocktail dress and handed it to Brittany. “You wore something similar on the day we got our marriage license. Give it a try?”

Brittany had a soft spot for that style and took the dress. “I’ll head to the dressing room then. You keep looking.”

“Sure thing.”

Isaac picked a few more dresses of various styles, almost all from high-end designers. He handed them to an attendant. “Please, take these in.”

“Of course.”

the dresses into the dressing room,

tried on all her outfits and was startled to see a strange man enter.

“Who are you?”

her private lounge, not

I’m Isaac Salter.” He introduced himself.

identity.

dressing room.”

her guard. They both took

for himself and another for Ophelia. “Bri told me you’ve been looking out for her these past few

all, he was the reason

times.

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Chapter 918

doesn’t

seems you

years, all thanks to you,” Ophelia defended Brittany. “Bri might be willing to

being lectured, and a flicker of irritation crossed his eyes. “Ophelia,

snide remarks, he wasn’t going to

palpable, and the attendant remained as silent as a ghost.

She was dressed in a green cocktail dress with exquisite

Isaac stood up, his eyes

gaze appeared perfectly normal, it sent a shiver down Brittany’s spine, and a blush crept up her

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