The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 1034

Brittany frowned, "Do you think I'm your maid?"

All the hugging was one thing, but taking orders was a step too far!

Isaac gently took her hand, placing it against his temples. "You did it once before, and you were really good at it."

A shiver ran down Brittany's spine.

When had she ever learned to give a massage?

Isaac's brows furrowed, clearly in a lot of discomfort.

Elijah wasn't much of a drinker, so most of the evening's indulgences fell to Isaac, who now felt his stomach cramping up in rebellion, the pain too sharp to ignore.

Brittany, looking at his pained expression, found her fingers moving almost on their own accord.

She had never learned massage techniques.

Yet, her hands seemed to know exactly what to do, easing his discomfort bit by bit.

His face gradually relaxed.

His breathing steadied.

For a moment, Brittany saw Isaac's face blend with the one in her memories, even though they didn't look alike.

Isaac was all cold elegance, every movement a study in grace.

Caspian, though equally handsome, was a different kind of attractive—like a beast clawing its way out of the depths, his presence was compelling, every inch of him radiated dominance.

Brittany couldn't help but chuckle at the thought. How could they ever be the same person?

After about half an hour, her hands ached with the effort.

Isaac, sensing her fatigue, held her hands, gently caressing her fingertips, "Thank you, I feel much better."

Brittany tried to pull away, "Let go."

Isaac, seizing the opportunity, wasn't ready to give up.

"Saskia hasn't been bothering you, has she?"

At that, Brittany realized he was the mysterious helper. "Did you find those files?"

Why else would he know about it and even go as far as to help?

"Who else would help you but me?"

Brittany paused, "Thank you for your help."