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.

if you dare to

is not one to be messed

of Imperial

sound of shattering glass resounded in her ears, she felt as if her soul had been sucked

and tried to stop the goons. They were hurling insults, so Hannah picked up a stick and

they had the nerve

reeked of

jacket, and draped it over Brittany.

a run for it when they saw the police being called, but

had painstakingly decorated, destroyed. It was like a tornado had swept through, all traces of her hard work, shattered. Ignoring the pig’s blood

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15:23

“Mr. Salter, you okay?”

Isaac that he had been spacing out for the third time. He noticed that

snapped back to reality and cleared his throat. “Sorry,

Loraine and Sydney arrived at Grandeur Capital. They were not

and said. “Mr. Salter is in a

we are? I am his

neither did she dare to

a little embarrassed. If she