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.

worry, Ophelia. We

hours later, Brittany stormed out of

but it was too obvious. Brittany’s face was a

spared the employees a casual

rest assured, we’re clueless

the next hour coaxing Brittany back

was neatly packed and sent to their

Brittany glared at Isaac, which only made him melt. “Stop glaring.”

never seemed to intimidate; instead, it reminded him

temper was as quick to vanish as it was to flare up. Soon enough, they

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investigation report. “Your Highness, the gentleman

had crossed paths

is he from?”

He’s from the Salter family.”

pale pink nightgown, Ivy exuded a delicate elegance. “The Salter family?”

it’s said that Mr. Salter is the powerhouse behind Grandeur

bodyguard didn’t mention was how Isaac was a household name in A

“So he’s from A

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