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."

...

a meeting,

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

tone was unmistakably

she replied: "Take good care of Kari. As for everything else, don't get

instantly: Mr. Salter is still alive. There's always

deactivated the

frowned upon seeing

know Isaac was still

the way in Craneville? Lost in thought, the secretary came in, holding a bunch of sunflowers: "Mr. Lynette, someone sent you flowers." Brittany didn't need to guess

was sharp, quite contrary to his gentlemanly appearance. "Got tied up with work tonight. Can't make

card on her desk and

the flowers in a vase and continued with her

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

nearly deserted, save for a few

opened the door, arms suddenly wrapped around her, pulling her into a familiar embrace "Not

startled. There were

lifting her onto his lap, his hands tightly circling her waist. His warmth made Brittany instinctively