A flash of Leila crossed Brittany's mind, but then she thought better of it. After all, there were plenty of people in the Lynette family who didn't like her.
"Keep digging."
She hung up the phone and stepped out of the bedroom.
Isaac was buried in paperwork, gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, the very picture of a gentleman rogue.
Brittany approached him. "Not done yet?"
Isaac massaged his temples. "Give me half an hour."
He reached out and pulled Brittany into his arms, planting a kiss on her cheek. "What's up, missed me?"
Brittany settled into his embrace, a familiar place, her hands clasping around his neck. "Didn’t you mention that the little royal princess was there today?"
"Dominic said she left early." Isaac hadn't expected her to bring up Ivy, sensing a hint of jealousy. "Still jealous?"
Brittany tugged at his shirt. "Can't I be?"
Of course, she could.
"Mrs. Salter can be jealous all she wants, but no getting mad at me."
Those photos had been squashed, taking considerable effort. After all, this was Craneville, not Imperial City.
Brittany leaned into him, her thoughts turning to Daniel, and her head began to ache. "Daniel refuses to stay in Imperial City; he wants to come to Craneville…"
"It's not impossible; we can't go back for a while anyway."
Daniel was feeling insecure.
Lately, he'd been adamant about coming to Craneville, and Brittany couldn't calm him down.
After discussing it, they arranged a private jet to bring Daniel and Emily to Craneville.
The day Daniel arrived coincided with the welcome banquet for Brittany.
Isaac was supposed to be with her, but after the long journey, Daniel had come down with a fever.
With the welcome feast just ahead and Brittany being the guest of honor, she couldn't miss it.
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