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?

dreams. Grandeur Capital belongs to the

was livid. “Noel, I’m your father…”

like you, I must’ve been some sinner in a past

ever wronged you?” Manuel tried to soften his tone. “I’ve always wanted to make amends. You just

Noel was silent.

around your age. She’s leagues beyond Brittany.

to strategize for Noel, unaware that his son

marry her, Noel retorted with

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you dare

toss Manuel out on his

still reeling, Noel’s words echoing in his

a Lynette of Craneville?

scrambled to dig up info on Craneville, and, lo

a plane ticket under the cover of night, making a beeline for

to climb the Lynette family tree?

stirred in Manuel with just a few words.