The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

A black car pulled up outside the studio.

Chapter 58

The door swung open, and out came a bunch of goons armed with sticks, heading straight for the studio!

“Smash it up!” they shouted.

And with that, they swung their sticks at the studio. They were all so aggressive and

intimidating that everyone was scared shitless, and passersby were throwing them curious looks.

Brittany was about to answer some questions when she saw them coming and her face turned pale.

“Hannah, move!” she yelled.

Hannah was standing with her back to them, oblivious to the danger. Brittany quickly pulled her aside, but not before getting hit on the arm with a stick. The pain made her gasp!

These guys were clearly prepared. A few swings and the sign were smashed. One of the goons in the back was carrying a bucket of pig’s blood, which he promptly dumped all over Brittany.

see if you dare to plagiarize

not one to be

out of

of shattering glass resounded in her ears, she felt as if

hurling insults, so Hannah picked up a stick and swung it

day, they

reeked of a

and draped it over Brittany. He pulled out his phone and

they saw the police being called, but Hannah blocked them, swinging her

studio she had painstakingly decorated, destroyed. It was like a tornado had swept through, all traces of her hard work, shattered. Ignoring the pig’s blood on her, William picked her up and rushed

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15:23

“Mr. Salter, you okay?”

out for the third time. He noticed that Isaac seemed distracted. Was it because of

snapped back to reality and cleared his throat.

Capital. They were not stopped and went straight to

them and said. “Mr. Salter is in a meeting, please wait a

know who we are? I

Sydney, but neither did she dare to

always disliked Sydney’s high profile and felt a little embarrassed.