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."

...

as Brittany finished a meeting, she received

back in New York. If you

was

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

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

deactivated

frowned upon seeing the

did Ronald know

in thought, the secretary came in, holding a bunch of sunflowers: "Mr. Lynette, someone sent you flowers."

inside. The handwriting was sharp, quite contrary

placed the card on her desk and dismissed the

in a vase and continued with her work,

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

was nearly deserted, save for

arms suddenly

were

lap, his hands tightly circling her waist. His warmth made Brittany instinctively lean back. Before