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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?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOne 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
Before Brittany could defend herself, one eagle-eyed reporter caught sight of William’s half-undressed state and
jeered, “You’re pregnant and still living it up, huh?”
William grabbed Brittany with one hand and flung a vase with the other. His usual calm demeanor was gone, ‘Get
out. Now!”
“We’re not public figures. You’re not invited and have invaded our privacy. If you want to continue working in
Imperial City, then get lost!”
The reporters were stunned into silence.
Just then, the waiter, who had gone out shopping for clothes, returned. The sight that met his eyes made his knees
buckle.
The commotion had drawn the attention of William’s friends and Hannah
Hannah barged in, took one look at Brittany’s pale face, and started shoving reporters out of the way. “Get out!”
Where did these people come from? They were bullying a pregnant woman and a disabled man. They had crossed
a line!
The bar owner had no choice but to call the police
After seeing the chaos in the lounge, even the police were at a loss
Brittany was whisked away to the police station without even understanding what had happened.
At the station, she answered all their questions truthfully. It was only then that she learned that the reporters had
received an anonymous tip about her secret rendezvous with William.
Isaac came to the station, took care of the paperwork, and brought Brittany home.
The ride home was silent. Isaac’s face was a thundercloud, and Brittany was too drained to even attempt a
conversation.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBack at Radiant Residences, Joie was waiting
“Bri, news about you and Mr. Dillion is all over town. Are you okay?”
Brittany walked past her without a word and headed straight upstairs.
She had never imagined that attending a birthday party would land her in such a mess.
Back in her room, she received a call from William. The Dillion family had taken him home. They had wanted to
take her too, but Isaac had beaten them to
1.
“Br, I’m sorry. This is my fault.”
Brittany felt guilty, thinking it was her presence that had caused the media frenzy. She felt she owed William an
apology, 7 should be the one apologizing. William. They probably came for me.”
Feeling weak, she leaned against the table. “I ruined your birthday party. I’m sorry”
William tried to console her before hanging up.
He, too, was worn out and hadn’t fully recovered.
After hanging up, Brittany collapsed on the couch, feeling drained
The door opened.
Isaac stood before her, his face grim, “Don’t you think you owe me an explanation?*