The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 849

Charles' replied almost instantly, "Yes."

Brittany's heart skipped a beat.

"What about the kids? What happened to them in the end?"

She faintly remembered that on that ship years ago, most of them were under twelve, with the youngest still in swaddling clothes.

Charles didn't answer directly but said instead, "The institute was reported for conducting live experiments."

The implication was clear- none of the outcomes were good.

Brittany felt her knees weaken. "Can you look someone up for me? Joie."

She and Isaac had escaped that ship, but Joie hadn't. How did she survive what was basically hell on earth in that institute?

"Sure."

After hanging up, Brittany gazed into the mirror, her reflection ghostly pale. She patted her cheeks gently, trying to bring some color back to her face.

Stepping out of the restroom, she met Isaac's concerned gaze.

"You look awful. Are you feeling unwell?"

Brittany shook her head.

Isaac, not reassured, suggested they head to the hospital, but she stopped him. "No need for a hospital. I just need some rest."

Unable to refuse her, he scooped her up and settled her on the couch, fixing her a cup of warm honey lemon tea, "You've been running yourself ragged. Rest up."

"Okay."

She sipped the lemon juice, leaning into Isaac's embrace, drifting off.

...

That evening, Brittany was notably absent from the Salter family dinner.

"Where's Bri?" Grace looked around in surprise, not finding Brittany.

"She just got back from a trip and wasn't feeling well. I told her to stay home and rest."

"I'll have Emily whip up something for her to eat later. You take it back to her," Grace said, her worry evident upon hearing Brittany wasn't well.

On the sidelines, Leda bit her lip in frustration, unable to fathom what made Brittany so special to warrant Grace's concern.