The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

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Chapter 820

Brittany had a board meeting and couldn’t make it to the airport.

Derek Bishop did.

After picking up Isaac, Derek handed him a bottle of water as they got into the car. “Take a

swig, you look beat.”

Isaac was worn out from the case he’d been working on; his fatigue was palpable. “How

are things back here?”

“Smooth sailing,” Derek replied.

Glancing at Isaac through the rear-view mirror, Derek noticed the tired lines on his face.

and shifted the conversation. “Marcel’s been dealt a rough hand lately. Grandeur Capital’s

been anything but peaceful.”

Marcel had clawed his way to the top of Grandeur Capital through some shady maneuvers,

stirring up quite a bit of dissent.

Desperate to prove his worth, Marcel found himself in a bind with a particularly tricky

case. For over a month, there had been no progress, and the board was growing restless.

“The old guard’s circling the wagons. If Marcel can’t secure this project, he’s on thin ice as

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CEO.”

In terms of skill, Marcel wasn’t lacking. But compared to Isaac, he didn’t stand a chance.

The shareholders, spoiled by the hefty profits Isaac had brought in, had developed quite

the appetite.

Without sufficient benefits to dangle before them, they were unlikely to back Marcel.

Isaac foresaw this. Marcel wouldn’t satisfy those leeches. “Keep an eye on it,” he

instructed Derek.

As Isaac was about to step out of the car at his home, Derek, puzzled, finally asked, “I’ve

always wondered, with all your smarts, how did you end up getting played by Marcel?”

Brittany and Marcel’s scheme was far from flawless back at that time; in fact, it was

riddled with errors. How could someone as astute as Isaac fall for it?

Stepping out and grabbing his luggage from the trunk, Isaac steadied himself before

answering, “If she wants Grandeur Capital, why shouldn’t I let her have it?”

Derek was stunned. “You knew it was her all along?”

He had assumed Isaac was deceived or blinded by ambition.

But Isaac had seen through Brittany’s plan from the start and had even used it to his

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advantage, ceding Grandeur Capital to Marcel willingly.

“You…”

“Doesn’t she hate me less now?” Isaac said with a light chuckle, then walked away.

Derek sat in the car, slamming his hand against the steering wheel in frustration.

Love makes fools of us all!

Isaac went home, took a shower, and rested for the afternoon.

By six, he had dinner ready on time.

When Brittany returned, they ate together and then cozied up, their gaze almost syrupy

with affection.

Daniel looked at the two and paused, then put down his toy and scampered into the living

room, squeezing into Brittany’s embrace. “Mommy, kiss me!”

Why kiss Daddy when he’s all stiff and chilly?

Brittany laughed, tickled by her son’s jealousy, and gently tapped his nose. “Alright, a kiss

for you.”

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She planted a kiss on him, and Daniel beamed triumphantly.

Isaac humphed but allowed Daniel to sit between them.

Joie, upon learning of Isaac’s return, visited his office expecting to find him.

To her surprise, he was nowhere to be seen. Instead, she encountered Brittany, who had

arrived to deliver some food.

“Brittany!”

Joie could barely contain her rage as she lunged at her!

“Did you leak those videos?” she accused.

Brittany stepped aside, feigning innocence. “I’m not sure what you’re talking about.”

“If not you, then who?” Joie fumed. “You better watch your back. If I get the chance, you’re

finished!”

Brittany called for security. “Escort Ms. Joie out, please!”

The guards swarmed, and Joie was ejected from the building, met with a barrage of

disdainful glances. Fuming, she slapped the ground hard, got up, but didn’t leave.

Instead, she headed to the underground parking lot and waited for nearly two hours until

Brittany showed up.

Grabbing a wooden stick from the corner, Joie stalked toward Brittany.

As she closed in, she raised the stick, ready to swing at the very last second,

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