The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

"Brittany..."

"Kari, head back to New York sooner rather than later, don't worry about me. I've got my ways to get through this mess."

"Meeting up now will only put you in the line of fire. It's better for you to go back to New York, so I can have some peace of mind."

Brittany ended the call, changed into a sharp suit, and headed to the Lynette Corporation.

Kari, phone in hand, contemplated calling back.

"Kari, let it be," Ronald saw through Brittany's intention, "Brittany is in deep trouble. If you get involved, it's only going to make things harder for her."

Brittany was distancing herself to protect Kari.

Kari felt helpless: "It's all my fault... I can't do anything..."

"It's not that you can't do anything. We'll head back to New York and wait for the right moment." Ronald believed that Brittany wouldn't just sit around waiting for doom, especially not when her own wedding was being manipulated! Kari nodded, "Then we'll go back today."

Ronald sealed it with a kiss, "Alright."

...

Brittany finished a

back in New York. If you need anything, just let

tone was

moment, she replied: "Take good care of Kari. As

Mr. Salter is still

then deactivated

upon

did Ronald know Isaac was

something that happened all the way in Craneville? Lost in thought, the secretary came in, holding a

a card inside. The handwriting was sharp, quite contrary to his gentlemanly appearance. "Got tied

the card on her desk and dismissed

flowers in a vase and continued with her

had left when Brittany, grabbing her coat and bag, took the elevator

was nearly deserted, save for a few dim lights casting

and opened the door, arms suddenly wrapped around her, pulling her into

There were cameras

into the car, lifting her onto his lap, his hands tightly circling her waist. His warmth made Brittany instinctively lean back. Before she could speak,