The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Tallulah's cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson.

Noel released her, allowing Tallulah to make a quick escape.

As she headed out, she bumped into Isaac.

"Mr. Salter."

Isaac had just wrapped up his call with Brittany and stopped Tallulah, "Now that you and Noel are married, you can call me big brother in private." Tallulah pursed her lips.

Her marriage to Noel wasn't born out of love, but rather a transaction.

She didn't dare overstep in her heart, but complied outwardly, "Alright, big brother."

Tallulah was quite the looker, and standing beside Noel, they made for a handsome couple.

Isaac was quite pleased, "You and Noel haven't had your wedding yet. Give it some time, and I'll make sure he throws you a grand ceremony."

Isaac was under the impression their marriage was the result of a blossoming romance.

Tallulah smiled politely, "Yes, I should be going now."

She and Noel, a wedding seemed unlikely.

...

Isaac returned to the conference room, Noel raised an eyebrow, "Finished with Brittany?"

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Isaac poured himself a cup of tea, "You should head back to Imperial City."

Craneville wasn't exactly the safest place, and he couldn't bear the thought of Noel getting caught up in any trouble.

"Bro, you didn't want me here before, but now it's time for me to do something for you." Noel brought up the past with a hint of anger, "When you had that car accident, I searched all over Craneville for you, to no avail! I worried about you every day, and what do you do? As soon as you're healed, you contact Brittany!"

Clearly, his brother favored his love life over family!

Isaac took his brother's accusations without defense, pressing a hand to his forehead, "It's not what you think."

Noel wouldn't hear it, "Let's not dwell on the past. How can I stand by while you're in trouble?"

Isaac realized deeply that his brother had grown up.

"Once all this is settled, I plan on settling down in Craneville with Bri. Or perhaps, move to another city."

Noel panicked, "What about Grandeur Capital?"

"You're doing great." Isaac had grown tired of the cutthroat

business world, "Noel, you've exceeded my expectations. My

focus is on my family now, I net

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Noel frowned, "That's not acceptable."

"You have to come back. I can't do well without you."

"You're doing great," Isaac reassured him, "Noel, I trust you with Grandeur Capital."

Noel refused to take over.

Isaac didn't press the issue, changing the subject instead.

...

Eltham stepped out of the treatment room, the wound on his forehead neatly stitched and bandaged to perfection. Brittany put away her phone, "It's getting late, let's head home."

Eltham nodded.

The two left one after the other.

Meanwhile.

Twila's condition had improved significantly, allowing Hestia to finally breathe a sigh of relief. Taking advantage of Twila's slumber, she went downstairs to clear her mind.

She had been back in Craneville for a while, keeping tabs on Eltham's situation.

She couldn't exactly define her feelings for Eltham; love? It seemed that had been put behind her long ago.

Yet, the mere mention of Eltham still pained her heart.

In the dead of night, the hospital was tranquil, almost deserted.

Hestia wandered the garden before deciding to return to the ward. That's when a group appeared.

After eight long years, Eltham stood before her, alive and well.

Eltham had grown quite a bit, his forehead injured and bandaged. The woman by his side was strikingly beautiful, with a slight bulge in her abdomen.

That was Brittany.

Eltham recognized Brittany.

Just as Nathan had described, they shared a strikingly similar appearance.

But upon closer inspection, they were worlds apart.

Brittany was more refined and possessed an air of elegance.