Brittany lost interest in washing the dishes. “Mr. Salter, are we going to try and hash out the past five years?”
Isaac felt her resistance, and guilt washed over him.
“I just wanted to apologize.”
Brittany pushed him aside. “Your apology means nothing.”
“Mr. Salter, since you love being in the kitchen, knock yourself out with the dishes.” Brittany washed her hands, sidestepped Isaac, and went upstairs.
Back in her room, she took her laptop out of her suitcase, then her phone, and dialed a string of numbers. “Hello?”
“Ms. Dustin.”
“I’ve recently moved to Radiant Residences.”
The voice on the other end was low. “I’ve looked into Joseph. Are you sure you still won’t agree to the buyout?”
Joseph had ties to the underworld. If they pissed them off, they’d be a tough nut to crack.
“No deal.”
Brittany hung up, opened her laptop, and had a video conference with employees of Bri-jeweled Studio. By the time the meeting was over, it was already 10 p.m.
She’d been hustling all day, and now she was beat. But she hadn’t even freshened up yet.
Brittany mustered the strength to take a shower. When she got out, she got a call from Hannah. “Bri, I heard you’re in hot water. Are you okay?”
“They came when I wasn’t home. I’m safe.”
Brittany pulled back the covers and got in bed. “I’ve moved to Radiant Residences.”
Hannah took a deep breath. “So you and Isaac made up?”
“No. Daniel’s safer here.” She was concerned that Joseph might do something drastic. If he hurt Daniel, it would be a blow she couldn't recover from.
Hannah never thought Joseph would stoop so low and resort to such tactics. He was nothing short of a thief!
"So you're planning to stay at Radiant Residences for good?"
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