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.

his head: "Mr. Willard, I've got other commitments.

changed into a set of black

Brittany had completely moved out of the villa they

in dust sheets, yet still unable to

pushed open the master bedroom door, half-expecting Brittany to

she wouldn't be appearing anytime

in Bay Community and early the next morning, just as he

"Why are you here?"

to

from a morning run, her

"Just passing by."

something was off.

wasn't a place

"What's your name?"

"Caspian."

find your wife and

Brittany with an unusually gentle gaze:

further: "Then I'll

Lynette, have you

"How

Willard is a businessman, no matter how much

the more he wanted to end everything quickly. He moved closer, his breath trembling

"Caspian, you're too close-"