The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Brittany was worried that her connection with Isaac might draw unwanted attention from the royal family to him.

She called Yuri, who had recently been discharged from the hospital. Learning that she was safe brought a sigh of relief from him.

"How's the little one doing?"

"Surprisingly well, Eltham seems to have had a change of heart," Brittany said, puzzled. "He refuses to let me go and now says he's willing to accept our child." Yuri frowned. "He's gone after the Walker family. In just a few days, they're on the brink of bankruptcy."

Brittany hadn't expected Eltham to be so ruthless. "Dad, please take care of yourself. We can leave Lynette Enterprises in Holden's capable hands."

Holden Lynette was exceptionally talented and could surely manage Lynette Enterprises efficiently.

Yuri nodded. "Holden does have his strengths..."

Unfortunately, he wasn't of Lynette blood. If he were, having him and Brittany co-inherit Lynette Enterprises wouldn't be a bad idea.

After a long conversation, Brittany went to bed, feeling a mix of emotions.

In the following days, Eltham was rarely home, granting Brittany a significant degree of freedom within the confines of their vast mansion. The butler took great care of her, fearing she might feel lonely, and made sure to accompany her on walks and talks at fixed times. Brittany accepted this new routine.

A week later, the news broke that the Walker family had declared bankruptcy. Jasper was sentenced to life imprisonment, and Piper got dragged into the mess, causing a stir in Craneville and leaving everyone on edge.

towards her, and Brittany wasn't saintly enough to forgive her. Eltham's move, in a way, felt satisfying. At least, Piper wouldn't be a threat to her anymore. That evening, Eltham visited,

Eltham served her a bowl of soup. "Piper can't target you anymore since she exposed your pregnancy and now, the Walker family is

Brittany sipped the soup. "She genuinely liked

who like me. Should I worry about all their

from a

it over to Brittany.

famous bakery. Your son picked them

shuddered. "You've

"Why are you nervous?"

at her. "Are

my son. If you dare

"Why would I harm him? I quite like the

figure him

As long as you stay, I'll treat

no patience for more talk. "It's late; I'm going

glanced at the sweets. "Have

more like a

bites. The taste was as delightful as ever, calming her nerves. After enjoying several pieces of cake, Eltham

much dessert isn't good for

slighted. "I'll buy you