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 must be

changed into a set of black attire suitable for the night, and drove

completely moved

villa had been vacant for half a year, all the furniture covered in dust sheets, yet

Brittany to

wouldn't be

early the

"Why are you here?"

turned to find

back from a morning run, her breathing

"Just passing by."

something was off. "Passing

wasn't a place just anyone could

"What's your name?"

"Caspian."

you find your wife and

an unusually

further:

"Ms. Lynette, have you been

frowned defensively: "How do you

wanted to remind Ms. Lynette, Willard is a businessman, no

had feelings for him, the more so, the more he wanted to end everything quickly. He moved closer, his breath trembling slightly: "So, Ms. Lynette, better cut ties with him soon." Brittany's heart skipped a beat, she hadn't planned on developing

"Caspian, you're too close-"