The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 460

“Getting to the top by relying on men, and now even embroiled in scandalous news, such a woman is certainly not fit to be a CEO!” he thought.

Brittany shot a cold glance at the shareholder in front of her and scoffed, "Don't worry, I'll give you all a satisfactory answer. But before that, shut your trap."

The shareholder's face flushed red, wanting to retort, but Brittany had already brushed past him, heading straight into her office to dive into damage control.

The news was escalating, and the industry was in an uproar.

William, seeing Brittany under siege, immediately contacted the bar and released a surveillance video to prove that they weren't having a secret rendezvous but merely changing clothes.

However, the video didn't win the public's approval; it only sparked more suspicion.

"She's married, and yet she's this close with other men? Brittany is clearly cheating."

"Haha, why were they 'coincidentally' caught? Why change clothes in a bar? Even if they were changing clothes, why was Brittany in the private room?"

"Poor William, being Brittany's backup for so many years and now even defending her!"

"An insider revealed that William has had feelings for Brittany since college. He even lost his legs for her. Brittany really knows her game."

"She can't be a CEO, but she can be a love guru! I've even thought of an ad slogan for her." A netizen mocked, "With just three sentences, I made a man give up his legs for me!"

William didn't expect his approach to backfire. He was worried about Brittany, so despite the Dillion family's objections, he shook off the lurking paparazzi and rushed to the Dustin Group.

Brittany was in a state of chaos, with the scandal hitting and the stock prices plummeting.

What's worse, the deals she had previously negotiated with others were about to be canceled. It took Brittany a great deal of effort to barely maintain the cooperation, but she had to promise to clear up the scandal within half a month.

As soon as the partners left, Brittany massaged her throbbing head, her body trembling.

Just as her secretary was about to comfort her, there was a knock at the office door.

The secretary opened the door. It was William.

"Ms. Dustin, Mr. Dillion is here."

Upon hearing his arrival, Brittany immediately put away her anxiety, squeezing out the most appropriate smile, "William, you're here."

William was sitting in a wheelchair, still in the clothes from the day before. He looked worn out.