The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 303

Brittany responded with a hint of impatience.

“Ms. Joie is here; she wants you to design for her personally.”

Hannah had a mishap, and Brittany, as the one in charge, notified all the customers that they were not accepting new orders for the time being. If they needed her to design something personally, they would have to wait a while.

But Ms. Joie was very insistent. Even though she knew Brittany was very busy, she still insisted on having her show up.

She kept emphasizing the importance of the customer, even threatening to complain.

Brittany rubbed her temples, "Tell Ms. Joie, I'll be right there."

Brittany hung up the phone and laid in bed for a few more minutes before getting up.

Joie waited for an hour before Brittany finally arrived.

She looked visibly tired, and Joie seemed to realize something that made her bite her lip.

This was too disrespectful!

Brittany walked into the office and sat down.

Brittany looked at Joie, "Ms. Joie, is there a problem with the design draft?"

Joie looked up, "Problem?"

"I want you to design it personally; otherwise, isn't my money wasted?"

The money was to help Brittany out.

After all, she had married a big shot like Isaac Salter and still lived such a shabby life. Her entire outfit didn't even add up to fifty dollars!

Brittany leaned back in her chair, chanting in her head, “The customer is always right, the customer is always right.” Then she smiled, "Okay, I'll get you the design draft as soon as possible."

Joie raised an eyebrow, "Brittany, we're old friends; let's have dinner together."

Brittany didn't consider them friends, "No thanks, I'm quite busy lately."

She had to draw up design drafts, oversee renovations, and shuttle between the studio and the Dustin Group. It was quite challenging.

Joie raised her eyebrow, "Okay then."

After leaving Brittany, Joie got in her car, "Take me to Grandeur Capital."

The driver, who worked for Nathan Jarvis, frowned at the request, "Ms. Joie, what are you going there for?"

Nathan had already instructed that Joie could go anywhere, but she needed to be careful with Grandeur Capital.

"I'm going to see Isaac."

Joie grinned with pride, "I know Nathan told me not to go, but I saved Isaac's life; trust me, there won't be any problems."

The driver, essentially under Nathan’s orders, didn’t agree.

"If you don't agree, then I'll tell Isaac that you have ill intentions towards me, and then you can kiss your job goodbye!" Joie threatened.