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="

I don't know anything about this. If I've noticed, others might too. Be careful, make sure nobody finds out, okay?" Brittany knew Isabel

"Alright, I got it."

deciding to act as

later inquired, but

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. The Welandia delegation was led by

like she had seen Ulysses somewhere

the news, came over to

"Yes, that's Ulysses."

Ulysses: "He visited

"?"

was looking

to borrow money. Dad gave

Brittany nodded: "I see."

...

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, however, stood

delegation, facing Ms. Piper's newly established

Welandia, as famous as

me, and I look