The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

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Chapter 742

Isaac enlisted Nathan’s help to go through the neighborhood surveillance footage, but they found no useful leads.

Brittany joined him in the review. Her gaze landed on a pink luxury car on the screen. She paused the video.

“Whose car is this?”

“It’s Joie’s.” Isaac instantly recognized it. It was a car he had bought, intending to gift it to Brittany.

Unexpectedly, before he could even present the car, Brittany disappeared. The car ended up being stored at the

old manor, and when Joie took a liking to it, Grace handed it over to her.

He had no interest in reclaiming a car that somebody else had used, so he never took it back.

“She does indeed have free access to the Salter Manor, but she rarely goes there lately.” Isaac knew what Brittany

was suspecting.

want a reasonable explanation.”

Isaac’s lips tightened as he realized how frustrated Brittany was feeling. He couldn’t sit still. “It’s getting late, so you

should go rest. I’ll take care of

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Daniel.”

Brittany had been busy all day and was already at her limit.

If it weren’t for Daniel being in the hospital, she would have collapsed long ago.

Without any fuss, Brittany returned to the hospital room and curled up on the couch to sleep.

Daniel was in a deep sleep.

He had suffered two head injuries in a row, resulting in a minor concussion. Although his life was not in danger,

caution was still necessary.

Isaac had someone track Joie’s whereabouts.

Back in the hospital room, Isaac saw Brittany curled up on the couch, sleeping soundly. Her previous hostility had

finally eased, and she now looked vulnerable.

He moved to the couch. As his tall frame towered over Brittany, he gazed at her pale face, which was slightly misty

under the moonlight filtering through the thin curtains. He crouched down to touch her.

Brittany’s skin was soft and delicate. It was like fine ivory, irresistible to the touch.

He was considerate and didn’t apply any pressure. He just gently grazed her skin, afraid to wake her.

Brittany was only docile when she was asleep. This was the only time her defenses were down.

Once awake, she was like a hedgehog, raising her spikes to keep everyone at a distance.

After a while, Isaac covered her with a blanket. His cold eyes stared at Brittany, protecting her like a wolf lurking in

the dark, inducing fear in anyone

who dared to come close.

“What? He’s in the hospital?”

Joie had left the manor but was still feeling uneasy. She followed Grace all the way.

Once they had arrived at the hospital, she had someone keep a close eye on them.

“Yes. They say he has a minor concussion and still hasn’t woken up.”

He fell that badly, and it was just a concussion?

Joie gritted her teeth. She couldn’t let the Salters know that she was the one who pushed Daniel. How would she

stand a chance within the Salter family then?

“Understood.”

Joie didn’t sleep the entire night. She was plotting how to silence Daniel for good.

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How great would it be if Daniel just died?

As soon as this thought crossed her mind, Joie’s eyes lit up. Yes, if Daniel died… or if his death was connected to the

Salters, then Brittany would never reconcile with Isaac, and she’d have her chance.

Joie could hardly contain her excitement. She deviously licked her lips in anticipation.

Brittany woke up.

Daniel still hadn’t woken up, so she anxiously had the doctor check him.

Thankfully, he wasn’t in life-threatening danger.

Brittany stayed at the hospital all morning, and in the afternoon, she received a call from the organizers.

Fortunately, Emily came to take over, giving her a chance to leave the hospital.

Emily stayed by the unconscious Daniel’s side, feeling guilty and blaming herself for not taking better care of him.

Emily stayed with Daniel, not leaving his side for a second. Outside, Joie was fixated on the still-unconscious Daniel.

Her eyes were darting around like a madman on the prowl.

The next moment, she quietly moved into the shadows.

After pulling out an old-fashioned cellphone, she dialed a number.

Emily’s phone rang.

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