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.

reassured her, “Don’t worry, Ophelia. We didn’t see

Brittany stormed out of the

it was too obvious. Brittany’s face was a mask of

employees a casual

rest assured, we’re clueless

next hour coaxing Brittany back into good

on was neatly packed and sent to their villa.

Isaac, which only made

reminded him of a kitten flaunting its

for him, Brittany’s temper was as quick to vanish as it was to flare up. Soon enough, they were back to cooing

09.57

the royal palace, a bodyguard presented Ivy with an investigation report. “Your Highness, the gentleman you

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

is

from the Salter

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

Salter is the powerhouse behind Grandeur Capital,

didn’t mention was how Isaac was a household name in A country, with countless young

he’s from A country.”