The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 1203

In just a few hours, every little detail of Brittany and Caspian's interactions had been dug up and laid bare for the world to see.

There were even rumors from private investigators that Brittany knew exactly who the father of her baby was from the start, aiming to pin it all on Eltham!

As soon as the news broke, Brittany was dragged through the mud online.

"The media is having a field day with this; what's our next move?"

Brittany saw this as an opportunity: "With all this exposure, it's high time to call off my engagement with Eltham."

She put down her phone.

Isaac, carrying a tray of food, walked into the dining room and gently helped Brittany to the table, "Let's keep lunch simple. Eltham is likely to show up this evening."

"Okay."

Holden was pacing around in distress, but the main subjects of the scandal seemed unfazed. He walked over to the dining table.

Just as he pulled out a chair, Brittany slid a bowl of soup toward him: "Bro, have some soup. Calm down a bit."

Holden felt like he was the overly anxious servant in a scenario where the emperor himself is calm: "Are you really not planning on making a statement to clear things up?" "How can we clarify the truth?" Brittany replied.

Isaac was peeling shrimp for Brittany, his movements swift and skilled: "Besides, the royal family is more panicked than we are."

reputation highly. Now that Brittany's reputation was in tatters, they

time, the scandal seemed

wouldn't have blown up

"Alright, this situation seems quite targeted at

hands and came back with a glass of freshly squeezed juice: "You wanted

Holden... was speechless.

seem to take the news

the

the news was still

"I knew Brittany was trouble. How did this all get

by the leak as he stood in the living room, trying to figure out

him distracted, the Queen

to have a word

"I understand."

with the

few hours, Lynette Conglomerate's

Brittany. In just

Conglomerate was in a state of

"Mr. Lynette, Ms. Lynette's scandal has blown up. Do you think we should make

things?" t

was dozing off after funch, Holden massaged his

were still worried: "But the stock