The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 1165

Brittany quipped, "Let me go change real quick."

She was lounging in her sweatpants and an old college tee, hardly the ensemble for company.

Eltham called out to her, "No need, comfort over formality, remember?"

Brittany had only offered out of politeness anyway. Hearing Eltham's reassurance, she dropped the matter and stood up, "Alright then, let's go."

Worried she might catch a chill, Eltham had the butler fetch a chunky knit cardigan for Brittany and a pair of hand warmers.

The early winter night was biting, and stepping outside, Brittany shivered uncontrollably. Eltham ushered her into the car, instructing the driver to crank up the heat to the max. ""Still cold?" he asked.

Not quite used to his attentiveness, Brittany felt a bit awkward but shook her head, "No, I'm good."

Eltham buckled up and signaled the driver to take off.

The sleek black car sped towards the royal estate.

Perhaps the news had dampened her spirits, for Brittany seemed disinterested, a stark contrast to Eltham, who appeared unaffected by the turmoil swirling around him.

"My mother might say some unpleasant things. Don't take it to heart," Eltham cautioned Brittany as they neared the estate.

"Okay."

was ablaze with lights, the Queen evidently still

in her casual home clothes and the thick cardigan, clutching her hand warmers, utterly lacking the decorum expected for an audience with the Queen. The head butler

already so casual. How

my call," Eltham defended Brittany. "If there's an issue, we

butler, taken aback by Eltham's unusual defiance of etiquette, changed his tone but managed,

like a fortress, the air thick

behind, prompting Eltham to slow his

asked Brittany to stay

""Come in."

opening the door,

shattew straight at Eltham,

swoovel

impact

Brittany's face paled.

seen the

to Eltham's injury, but it seemed her presence had put him in this position. She reached into her pocket for

firm, "Have you vented enough? If so, we'll

had never spoken to the

always respectful, he had

now, he showed

desk with a fierce glare,

paused, "Would you like to

wishing she