The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 895

Chapter 895 

“I got it. Proceeding as planned.” 

Chapter 895 

For their honeymoon, Brittany and Isaac chose to kick off their romantic getaway in Craneville. 

To Brittany, Craneville was more than just a city; it was a treasure chest of memories. She had spent five years there, nearly two thousand days and nights that had deeply ingrained the place in her heart, almost like a second hometown. 

As the plane began its descent, a familiar sense of nostalgia pulled Brittany from her light slumber. 

Isaac noticed her stirring. “Awake?” 

“How long until we land?” 

“About ten minutes.” 

Calculating the time, Isaac requested a glass of orange juice from the flight attendant and handed it to her. “Have some juice. I’ve arranged for a car to take us straight to the hotel.” 

“No,” Brittany interjected. “I have a place here in Craneville. Let’s go there instead.” 

Isaac was well aware of her property, but his concern lay in whether William had stayed 

there. 

Brittany seemed to sense his thoughts and reassured him, albeit with a hint of exasperation, “William never stayed at that house.” 

Even after making up, Isaac’s jealousy was still as ripe as ever. 

His expression softened. “Alright then.” 

With no shadows of William lingering, Isaac was more than happy to follow Brittany’s 

lead. 

The last time they had been in Craneville was for business. This visit was purely for pleasure, and Brittany’s entire outlook felt different. 

Once they landed and got into the car Isaac had arranged, Brittany gave the driver an address and they headed straight for her home. 

Isaac was a stranger to the laid-back vibes of Craneville, a stark contrast to the bustling pace of Imperial City. The city was a hub for tourists and commerce, sophisticated yet unhurried, with a quaint charm that catered to a leisurely lifestyle rather than the 

relentless urban grind. 

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Instead of traffic jams, the streets were filled with people taking their time to savor life, 

their laughter mingling with the leisurely air. 

Brittany had always loved Craneville, even considering settling down here at one point. 

Their car merged with the flow of traffic, slowly making its way up the hillside to Brittany’s home located in the affluent neighborhood of Bay Community. 

As they entered the neighborhood, a grand estate caught their eyes, perched majestically on the prime real estate like a sentinel. An intimidating chill seemed to emanate from its walls. 

Isaac’s curiosity piqued. “Whose place is that?’