The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 831

Stepping out of the estate, the metaphorical boulder weighing on Brittany's chest seemed to shift, allowing her to breathe a little easier.

"Bri…" Isaac hastened forward, his hand clasping her wrist securely. "Wait for me."

Aware of the many guests milling around, Brittany tempered her irritation with patience. "What is it?"

"Did you orchestrate tonight's debacle?"

Recognizing the futility in denial, she countered, "Are you meddling in Leda's affairs now, too?"

Isaac knew she harbored resentment. His lips formed a thin line as he ushered her into the car, leaning over to fasten her seat belt. "That's not what I'm doing. Leda's not someone you cross without consequences. I'm just worried you'll end up in her crosshairs."

Brittany's face twisted into a sardonic grin. " I was already in her crosshairs five years ago."

Unable to bear her barbed words yet unwilling to argue and further strain their already taut relationship, Isaac simply suggested, "Let's go home and talk."

Brittany neither agreed nor disagreed.

Back at home, Isaac rolled up his sleeves and ventured into the kitchen, preparing a bowl of spaghetti.

Brittany, putting aside her grudges for once, indulged in the meal and didn't resist when Isaac drew near.

Isaac, in the prime of his life, was stirred by her scent, his emotions swelling like the tide. But just as they neared a moment of reconciliation…

"It's late. We should get some rest."

Brittany pushed him away, standing up with a glint in her eye.

His voice rough with unfulfilled desire, Isaac asked, "Now?"

She had him on a tightrope, and she knew it.

Leaning in, Brittany pinched his jawline. "Mr. Salter, isn't it true that you always get involved at the eleventh hour?"

With that, she strode away, leaving Isaac with a headache and a combination of frustration and yearning.

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The wedding ended in disarray.

Joyous nuptials overshadowed by wrath.

When Manuel and Leda were finally separated, Leda's face was a mess, and Manuel was still cursing.