The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Isabel and Estelle bid their farewells and returned to the hospital room, still somewhat distracted. "Sweetie, what's on your mind?"

Her husband had just tucked their son into bed and noticed the uneasy look on her face, mistaking it for worry or discomfort. He pulled her to sit down, "The doctor said the fever's gone down, it's all good now." "Honey, I can't shake off the feeling that Bri's hiding something from me."

Isabel was suspicious.

"Even if Ms. Lynette is close to us, she's not family by blood. It's normal for her to keep some things from us." Her husband, knowing their close relationship, didn't think much of it. Doesn't every adult have their secrets?

"But whatever she's hiding from me this time, it's no small matter."

Isabel couldn't sit still any longer, excusing herself from her husband, she called Brittany: "Bri, be honest with me, was that stomachache you mentioned a lie?"

Brittany hadn't expected Isabel to be the first to sense something was off.

She remained silent.

"Are you pregnant?" Isabel lowered her voice: "Bri, have you lost your mind? You and... aren't you engaged? If this gets out, you—"

Isabel's voice was terrifyingly low: "When did this happen?"

"Isabel, I'm sorry," Brittany apologized, "I haven't told anyone about this, I="

anything about this.

"Alright, I got it."

hanging up, Isabel deleted the call log, deciding

later inquired, but Isabel kept

wasn't worried about Isabel spilling the beans. After hanging up, she turned on the TV, and the screen showed the news of the Welandia delegation arriving in Craneville. A multitude of journalists and media flooded the airport.

her eyes, feeling like she had seen Ulysses

news, came over to Brittany: "Mom, is

"Yes, that's Ulysses."

"He visited the Salter

"?"

looking for

money. Dad

Brittany nodded: "I see."

...

delegation arrived at the airport, they were greeted by countless journalists and media. Ulysses, who always disliked such occasions, left with a dark expression. The delegation's head,

Piper's newly established chess

Welandia, as

to me, and