The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 939

“Stick to the plan.” Isaac leaned back into the leather armchair. “What’s Noel’s take on this?”

“He’s resigned. Heading back to Grandeur Capital tomorrow.”

“Let him have a crack at those projects we lined up.” Isaac had this hunch; they wouldn’t be returning to Imperial City anytime soon.

“Understood.”

The buzz about Noel joining Grandeur Capital stirred Manuel from his complacency, insisting on a meeting with Isaac. Unfortunately, Isaac was nowhere near Imperial City.

Undeterred, Manuel, shamelessly flanked by a gaggle of reporters, barged into Noel’s office, airing a laundry list of Isaac’s supposed misdeeds.

Noel wasn’t one to be pushed around. He called the cops without a moment’s hesitation.

The reporters scattered like roaches, leaving Manuel red-faced and on the verge of a fainting spell.

“Got an issue with my brother?”

Manuel, face like thunder, retorted, “Too busy at Grandeur Capital, huh? Then let Marcel lend you a hand.”

Marcel?

Grandeur Capital belongs to the Salter family, and you’re not part

livid. “Noel, I’m

the act. With a dad like you, I must’ve been some sinner

soften his tone. “I’ve always wanted to make amends. You just wouldn’t give me the chance, believing all those lies about me.”

Noel was silent.

know someone’s daughter, around your age. She’s leagues beyond Brittany. Without your

duty to strategize for Noel, unaware that his son couldn’t

you marry her, Noel retorted with an eye roll. “I’m not

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my brother. And another thing, don’t you dare look down on Brittany. She

security toss

reeling, Noel’s words

Lynette of Craneville? Impossible.

dig up info on Craneville, and, lo

the gravity of this, he bought a plane ticket under the

to climb the Lynette family tree? In his

storm he’d stirred in Manuel with just a few