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="

don't know anything about this. If I've noticed, others might too. Be careful, make sure nobody

"Alright, I got it."

Isabel deleted the call log, deciding to act

inquired,

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

she had seen Ulysses somewhere before but couldn't

news, came over to Brittany: "Mom, is

"Yes, that's Ulysses."

Ulysses: "He visited the Salter

"?"

looking

Dad

Brittany nodded: "I see."

...

media. Ulysses, who always disliked

delegation, facing Ms. Piper's newly established chess

well-known in Welandia, as famous as

to me, and I