The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

"Let's head to the office."

Willard pushed open the door to the office, only to find a man sitting on the couch, wearing a silver mask that concealed his face, his eyes cold and menacing. A chill ran down Willard's spine for no apparent reason.

Why did he get the feeling that Elijah's new executive seemed to have a bone to pick with him?

"Mr. Willard."

The man extended his hand: "Pleasure, I'm Caspian."

"Caspian."

Willard shook his hand. "Mr. Ulbricht sent you over, is there an issue with our collaboration?"

Caspian withdrew his hand, catching a faint scent on Willard that he recognized.

It was Brittany's favorite perfume.

He pinched his fingertips, a flash of anger quickly passing through his eyes, though his face remained as calm as still water.

"Mr. Ulbricht's message was to accelerate our partnership."

Willard nodded. "Alright, let's move this discussion to the conference room."

After talking for over three hours and signing the contract, Willard invited him for dinner.

"Mr. Willard, I've got other commitments. I

Group, Caspian took off his mask, changed into a set

Brittany had completely moved out of

been vacant for half a year, all the furniture covered in dust sheets, yet still unable to hide the marks of time passing

Brittany to jump into

wouldn't be appearing anytime

Community and early

"Why are you here?"

to

from a morning

"Just passing by."

something was off.

place just anyone

"What's your name?"

"Caspian."

you find your wife

an unusually

further: "Then I'll

Caspian grabbed Brittany: "Ms. Lynette, have you

"How

to remind Ms. Lynette, Willard is a businessman, no matter how

his breath trembling

"Caspian, you're too close-"