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.

was abuzz with activity, the Metzger family remained unusually quiet.

half a month, and his wounds had significantly healed. He had completely forgotten about Saskia, his

on the other hand, was utterly exasperated by his attention. Mrs. Metzger’s hopes for her to keep Jonathan company only

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

lay in bed, his eyes brimming with a plaintive look, fixated on Ophelia.

won’t you talk

her attention unyielding from her

sense Ophelia’s annoyance with him, perhaps even

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something vital. Yet, Ophelia didn’t care for him. If it weren’t for Mrs. Metzger’s wishes, she probably

up on his bed, Jonathan’s head drooped like

through her paperwork, she finally noticed Jonathan’s unusual silence. Recalling Mrs. Metzger’s request, Ophelia sighed

to stay here with me, I

expression, Ophelia felt a surprising twinge of compassion.

her hand. “Drink

the glass, sipping carefully.

didn’t want

Jonathan’s infatuation. Before, it was

“I’m not avoiding you. I’m just really

me, then?” Jonathan’s gaze was intense.

their engagement and his hopeful eyes, leaving her at a

finally said, “Yes,

and he reached out,