The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 969

“Alright.”

After Hugh left, Brittany returned to her studio, only to be summoned away by Ysabel for a meeting.

Meanwhile, Hugh settled into the backseat of a sleek black Bentley.

The woman who had just dined with him spoke with deferential poise, “Young Master.”

“Erase all trails. We can’t let anyone trace our whereabouts.”

“There’s been someone snooping around the research institute,” the woman said with a slight frown. “Could it be Ms. Dustin?”

“I’ll persuade her to back off.”

Hugh leaned back against the plush leather seat. “How’s Estelle doing?”

“The Hartman family is being stubborn. She’s living with Mr. Dominic Hartman.”

“Hmph, she’s got nothing but Dominic on her mind. Forget it, let’s go.”

It took Brittany three days to finalize the design draft for Hugh, who was quite pleased

with the outcome.

Once she was sure everything was in order, Brittany handed the blueprints over to the factory.

As the end of the month neared, the buzz around Saskia’s wedding intensified.

abuzz with activity, the Metzger family remained unusually

for over half a month, and his wounds had significantly healed. He had completely forgotten about Saskia, his attention now solely on

utterly exasperated by his attention. Mrs. Metzger’s hopes for her to keep Jonathan company only added to her

to decline, Ophelia brought her work to the hospital room, settling into a couch

bed, his eyes brimming with a plaintive look,

won’t you talk to

was silent, her attention

with

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as if he’d lost something vital. Yet, Ophelia didn’t care for him. If it weren’t for Mrs. Metzger’s wishes, she probably wouldn’t

up on his bed, Jonathan’s head drooped like a wilted

she finally noticed Jonathan’s unusual silence. Recalling Mrs. Metzger’s request, Ophelia sighed internally and rose

looked up, his eyes pitiful. “Ophelia, if you don’t want to

dejected expression, Ophelia felt a surprising twinge of

her hand.

took the glass,

Ophelia had given him; he didn’t want

it was

massaged her temples. “I’m not avoiding you. I’m just really

like me, then?”

of their engagement and

a long pause, she finally said, “Yes, I like

and he reached out, grabbing Ophelia’s