The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Before Brittany could figure things out, there was a knock on her office door.

It was Holden.

"What brings you here, bro?"

"Bri." Holden looked worn out from days without proper rest. "I came to ask for your help..."

"If it's about Saskia, then I think there's nothing to talk about."

Brittany saw right through Holden's visit and knew it was about Saskia, which made her displeased. "Bro, I was in the police station for seventy-two hours without a bite or a sip. During those seventy-two hours, do you think Saskia was worried about me, or was she worried about her plans falling apart and getting a slap on the wrist?"

With just one sentence, Brittany left Holden speechless.

After a long pause, Holden said in a deep voice, "Bri, I was wrong today. I'm sorry. I won't say things like that again."

"Even though I'm not your biological sister, I don't expect you to take sides. But you should know, not everyone should revolve around Saskia."

After Holden left, Brittany dove into her work.

Brittany became even more cautious, having each document thoroughly checked by

Brittany had a business dinner to attend. She headed to the agreed-upon

private dining room was packed. Seeing Brittany arrive, the man leading the

"Mr. Lynette,

Brittany had a long history of working together, and he had always looked after

are you free tonight? I've found a great spot. How

of "unwinding" he referred to was clear to Brittany without having to guess. She simply smiled,

have a great

Knowing Brittany's dislike for such places, Jared had specially chosen the best private room. Still, he arranged for a few women and young men to keep them company. The young men were fashionable and good-looking, but

from outside the door caught their attention. Jared quickly stood up, opened the door, and upon seeing the newcomer, his expression turned strange, "Isn't that one of

since he joined Elijah, Elijah's small business has expanded five or six times

I've never heard of

knows where he

does have a handsome look. Wonder if

"Not sure."

Wasn't he already married? Why was he still appearing in such places? Thinking back on her previous fond feelings for him, and that dream, Brittany felt as if she had been slapped across the face. She excused herself to the restroom. The club was filled with the scent of perfume, making her head spin. The restroom was crowded. Brittany

"Who else but Caspian!"