The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 457

The moment the lounge door was flung open, a flurry of camera lenses zeroed in on Brittany and William.

The sound of shutter clicks and scrambling feet filled the air.

Brittany instinctively tried to slam the door shut, but the reporters caught her off guard and barged into the lounge.

She was shoved aside, slamming into the wall. She instinctively clutched her belly, wincing from the pain.

“Brittany!”

William tried to rush to her side but ended up taking a tumble.

Every reporter’s gaze was drawn to his empty pant leg. Seeing his state, Brittany scrambled up and quickly moved to his side, yanking down the blanket to cover his leg.

The reporters jostled to get their shots. Brittany panicked; her face was as white as a sheet. “Get out! Get out!”

Where did these people come from? Why were they here?

One reporter sneered, “Brittany, you’re married to Mr. Salter, yet you’re here having a secret rendezvous with Mr. Dillion. You sure have a way with men!” “She must have something up her sleeve to have snagged Mr. Salter.” Another chimed in

could defend herself, one eagle-eyed reporter caught sight of William’s half-undressed state

Brittany with one hand and flung a vase with the other. His usual calm demeanor was gone, ‘Get out. Now!”

figures. You’re not invited and have invaded our privacy. If you

stunned into silence.

clothes, returned.

attention of

face, and started shoving

a pregnant

no choice but to call the police

seeing the chaos in the lounge, even the police were at a

away to the police station without even understanding what

learned that the reporters had received

took care of the paperwork,

thundercloud, and Brittany

Radiant Residences, Joie

Mr. Dillion is all over

without a word and

birthday party would land