The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 835

The news of Joie’s incarceration sent shock waves through the city. Every show Joie had ever starred

in was pulled from the shelves, and her social media accounts were silenced. Her management team,

quick to distance themselves at the first sign of trouble, was now issuing public apologies in an attempt

to save their reputation.

Joie’s restaurant, once a bustling hub of activity, suffered greatly. Some of the more zealous fans even

vandalized the place in their outrage. The scandal quickly became the talk of the town, trending on

Twitter and stirring up a frenzy of gossip.

Amid the chaos, Brittany and Isaac found themselves in the throes of a new cold war. Isaac, resolute in

staying clear of the mess, showed some backbone. He even got the lawyers involved to shut down any

chance of Joie’s appeal.

Grace, recognizing the strain on their relationship, tried to play matchmaker, but her efforts proved

futile.

As autumn graced Imperial City; the landscape transformed into a golden sea overnight. The ginkgo

trees lining the asphalt roads turned half the sky yellow, their leaves. pirouetting in the breeze to

announce the arrival of the season.

Brittany stepped out of her studio and spotted Isaac from a distance, standing under a tree. He

appeared thinner, a palpable shadow of stress hanging over him, yet the inherent air of nobility

remained unchanged.

Her feelings weren’t so much rooted in anger as in disappointment. In Isaac’s world, she still failed to

claim the top priority. Beyond the age of being swayed by sweet nothings, she yearned for that special

favoritism.

Hearing her footsteps, Isaac turned and offered his coat, concern lacing his words. “Are you cold?”

The chill of early autumn had Brittany’s hands icy to the touch, but she didn’t reject his approach. “I’m

fine.”

Sensing her softened stance, Isaac took her hands in his. “I bought some beef. How about I make you

some braised beef tonight?”

It was a dish Brittany had always loved, and he learned to make it just for her.

“Sounds good.”

When they got home, Brittany called Daniel, who was away at camp and set to fly back to Imperial City

that night.

Meanwhile, Isaac changed into comfortable clothes and started preparing the beef- cutting it into

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The savory aroma of the braised beef filled the air as Brittany video-chatted with Daniel.

After the call, Brittany wandered into the kitchen, where Isaac was now washing crabs. “I thought you

were making beef?”

Pointing at the large, plump crabs in the sink, she couldn’t help but think how delicious they would

taste.

“I remembered you wanted to try some spicy crab.”

Isaac meticulously cleaned the crabs, chopped them up, and dusted them with flour before frying them

to seal in their flavor. Adding a variety of spices, he created a steaming dish of spicy crab, garnishing it

with a handful of fresh green onions just before serving.

The tantalizing scent was too much for Brittany, and she salivated at the thought of the feast.

Isaac picked a particularly succulent piece, offering it to her with the words, “Say ‘ahh.”

She did so gladly, taking in the spicy, savory taste of the crab, and smearing a bit of sauce on her lips.

Unable to resist, Isaac leaned in with a husky voice. “Is it good?”

Blissfully unaware of the impending ‘danger,’ Brittany praised the dish without reservation. “It’s

delicious.”

Anger could wait; she was too in love with Isaac’s culinary skills.

After watching her devour the spicy crab, Isaac scooped her up suddenly.

“Wait, we haven’t had dinner yet.”

Brittany struggled.

But Isaac was too eager, and his lips met hers, tasting the spicy flavor of the crab. He typically avoided

spicy food, but in that moment, nothing else mattered. With a kick, the door shut behind them, and he

pressed her against the wall. “Dinner can wait.”

Seeing resistance was futile, Brittany gave in, reaching for his chest.

Isaac’s eyes lit up, and he kissed her more fervently.

Before long, they were lost in each other.

It was well past midnight when Brittany woke from a deep slumber. She had skipped dinner, and the

night’s activities had left her famished.

Hungry and core, she tried to move, only to collapse with a thud on the floor.