The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 919

Brittany was ushered into the fitting room and with a ripping sound, her dress was torn.

“Isaac!”

She adored that dress!

Isaac leaned in close, “You like it? I’ll buy you more… loads more.”

But she couldn’t wear them out, not where other men could catch a glimpse. In his eyes, that would be a desecration of her purity.

Ophelia left the lounge but didn’t really go anywhere. After waiting for half an hour without a sign of Brittany, her patience began to wear thin.

“Hey, check on her, will you?”

At Ophelia’s command, a shop assistant headed to the dressing room. Moments later, the assistant returned, blushing and flustered. “Ophelia, the fitting room is… well, it’s a bit occupied.”

Green with envy, Ophelia thought: Damn, why does that guy only know how to push people around?

“Turn off the surveillance. We don’t want any evidence!” Before leaving, Ophelia made sure the staff were sworn to secrecy, with a stern warning that any slip-up would not bode well

for them.

“Don’t worry, Ophelia. We

of the dressing room,

was too obvious. Brittany’s face was a mask of fury, and she stalked

employees a casual glance.

clueless about

coaxing Brittany

tried on was neatly packed

dress, Brittany glared at Isaac, which only

instead, it reminded him of a kitten flaunting

to vanish as it was to flare up. Soon enough, they were back to

09.57

Ivy with an investigation report. “Your Highness, the gentleman you encountered this afternoon is

already been brewing; after all, she had crossed paths with nearly every notable figure

where is he

City. He’s from

in a pale pink nightgown, Ivy exuded a delicate elegance.

Salter is the powerhouse

was a household name in

“So he’s from A