The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart (Brittany and Isaac) novel Chapter 1020

"Let's head to the office."

Willard pushed open the door to the office, only to find a man sitting on the couch, wearing a silver mask that concealed his face, his eyes cold and menacing.

A chill ran down Willard's spine for no apparent reason.

Why did he get the feeling that Elijah's new executive seemed to have a bone to pick with him?

"Mr. Willard."

The man extended his hand: "Pleasure, I'm Caspian."

"Caspian."

Willard shook his hand. "Mr. Ulbricht sent you over, is there an issue with our collaboration?"

Caspian withdrew his hand, catching a faint scent on Willard that he recognized.

It was Brittany's favorite perfume.

He pinched his fingertips, a flash of anger quickly passing through his eyes, though his face remained as calm as still water.

"Mr. Ulbricht's message was to accelerate our partnership."

Willard nodded. "Alright, let's move this discussion to the conference room."

After talking for over three hours and signing the contract, Willard invited him for dinner.

Caspian shook his head: "Mr. Willard, I've got other commitments. I must be going."

Leaving the Blackwood Group, Caspian took off his mask, changed into a set of black attire suitable for the night, and drove straight to Bay Community.

Since the car accident, Brittany had completely moved out of the villa they once shared.

The villa had been vacant for half a year, all the furniture covered in dust sheets, yet still unable to hide the marks of time passing by.

Caspian pushed open the master bedroom door, half-expecting Brittany to jump into his arms, sharing whispers of love.

Unfortunately, she wouldn't be appearing anytime soon.

Caspian spent the night in Bay Community and early the next morning, just as he closed the door.

"Why are you here?"

Caspian turned to find Brittany.

Wearing a tracksuit, likely just back from a morning run, her breathing slightly hurried.

"Just passing by."

Brittany instinctively stepped back, but Caspian suddenly pulled her closer, her scent enveloping him, almost leaning in to capture her lips...

Brittany dodged his touch, furious, raising her hand, "Don't touch me!"

Caspian caught her hand, pressing closer.

The overpowering scent of masculinity was stifling, Brittany stiffened.

"Caspian, you have a family, how can you do this, aren't you ashamed?"

If Brittany knew he was this bold, she wouldn't have greeted him in the first place.

Caspian laughed: "My wife?"

He raised an eyebrow: "My wife has long forgotten about me."

Brittany felt as if she'd been punched in the gut, a mix of sourness and pain, but mostly, an indescribable awkwardness.

"Your issues with your wife are none of my business."

"But, Ms. Lynette, you like me, don't you?" Caspian pinpointed Brittany's secret.

"That's ridiculous." Brittany's face turned red instantly, her long-hidden feelings laid bare, wishing she could just disappear.