The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 1023

What a coincidence, the site for her inspection was less than a mile from the home she and Isaac once shared.

After wrapping up her work, it was already 10 p.m. Brittany declined the driver's offer to take her back to the hotel, choosing instead to walk slowly along the asphalt road towards the dimly lit neighborhood.

In the past few years, the Old Town area of Imperial City had undergone vigorous renovations, with most of the old apartment buildings being replaced by new ones. Except for their old neighborhood, which, despite its gray facade, exuded a unique warmth and liveliness.

Unconsciously, Brittany found herself standing at the entrance of the neighborhood, feeling an odd sense of familiarity. It was as if she had been here countless times before.

Not far away, there was a rundown fruit stand. The owner, busy moving stock, jumped when he saw Brittany, then quickly approached her, “Ms. Dustin, is that really you?”

“Are you talking to me?” Brittany realized he was speaking to her.

“Yes, Ms. Dustin, didn’t you and Mr. Salter move away a long time ago?” Wiping the sweat from his brow, the owner continued, “What brings you back?”

Brittany caught the main point, “I used to live here?”

“Yes, Ms. Dustin, it’s been years, but you’re as beautiful as ever.” The owner handed her some fresh fruit, “Here, Ms. Dustin, take these. Thanks for supporting our business back then.”

Brittany shook her head, “No need to thank me.”

Holding the fruit, Brittany realized the owner might know something, “Do you have a picture of my husband?”

“No.” The owner felt something was off with Brittany but didn’t dwell on it, “But, I heard Mr. Salter is from the Salter family. Did you guys have a fight?”

They used to be so in love; why was Brittany back here alone?

“The Salter family?”

“Yes, wealthy beyond measure.” The fruit stand owner seemed to remember something, “When the Old Town was being renovated, we were supposed to be relocated too. We didn’t want to leave, but Mr. Salter helped us stay.”

“Ms. Dustin, thank you.”

Brittany listened to him repeatedly mentioning Mr. Salter, feeling a pang of sorrow.