The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 822

Chapter 822 

The video was intercepted from the dark web the moment it went live. 

They had hoped to trace the location through the live stream, but it had been shut down. long before. 

“What are you waiting for? Find it, now!” 

Nathan dismissed the bodyguards and didn’t even dare to look back at Isaac. 

Brittany’s face, strikingly beautiful, if it were to be ruined… 

“Bang!” 

A loud noise erupted from inside the car! 

It was Isaac! 

Nathan stood frozen, not daring to move, fearing that the person inside the car might explode any second. 

In just ten minutes, the bodyguard returned, saying, “We’ve got the location!” 

Nathan quickly grabbed the address, slammed the gas pedal, and locked eyes with Isaac, “Mr. Salter, we’ve located Brittany. We’re on our way now!” 

The car sped off like a bolt from a bow! 

In the basement. 

Joie looked down at Brittany sprawled on the floor, a smug curve on her lips. “Without that pretty face, let’s see how you charm Bro Isaac now!” 

Brittany was barely conscious. 

Joie reveled in her triumph, putting down her knife and picking up her phone, poised to capture Brittany’s disgrace. 

Unexpectedly, a sudden “boom” echoed through the air as the main gate was forcefully kicked in. 

The sound of rushing footsteps mingled with the pitter-patter of rain. 

Joie’s expression changed drastically; Isaac had found them! 

On the ground, the corner of Brittany’s mouth twitched slightly. 

Then, with a resounding bang, the room’s door burst open. 

A tall silhouette entered. 

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Instinctively, Joie tried to explain, “Bro Isaac, it’s not what you think…” 

Her words were cut short as Isaac’s kick sent her sprawling to the ground, her head smacking against the coffee table, leaving her writhing in pain. 

“Bri!” 

Isaac could hardly believe that Joie would dare to hurt Brittany! 

He rushed forward, scooping up the bloodied Brittany, then turned and delivered another harsh kick to Joie. “You’re asking for it!” 

Joie was petrified with fear. 

She had only meant to teach Brittany a lesson, never expecting Isaac to find out so quickly! 

“Bro Isaac…” 

“Nathan, take her away!” 

Isaac’s hands trembled as he held Brittany. 

Nathan burst in with the police, and only then did Joie realize they had called the cops. 

Her face turned pale! 

Brittany was quickly rushed to the hospital, where the doctor gasped at the sight of her facial wounds but relaxed after a careful examination. 

“How is she?” 

Isaac was worried when he saw the cut on her right cheek. 

Brittany cared deeply about her face, and the thought of her being disfigured was unbearable. 

“Fortunately, the wound isn’t too deep.” 

At first, the doctor was also worried about the depth of the wound, fearing the potential necessity of reconstructive surgery. 

Isaac’s lips pressed together, “No matter what, there must not be a trace left.” 

Brittany was wheeled into the operating room. 

The doors closed. 

Isaac’s fist slammed into the wall, blood trailing down the bricks. 

Derek and Hannah arrived through the night. 

“Mr. Salter, how is Bri?” 

Hannah could never have imagined Brittany falling into Joie’s hands.