The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart (Brittany and Isaac) novel Chapter 975

Brittany nestled into his embrace, a frown marring her pretty face. "I'm not really feeling the vibe of this place. Last time at Saskia's wedding, she mentioned you've got quite the reputation for attracting trouble. Don't you think you owe me an explanation?"

Isaac chuckled softly, the sound warm and comforting. "Do you really not know whether I've been a bad boy?"

She knew him well; bringing this up was just her way of lightening the mood.

"And what if I didn't?" Brittany teased.

Isaac's hand cupped her face, his thumb pressing against her lips with gentle insistence. "Seems to me, Mrs. Salter, you're the one who should be explaining, not me."

Brittany sensed he was digging up the past and immediately wrapped her arms around his neck. "Let's not go there."

He leaned in, and they shared a sticky, intimate kiss.

They were about to leave when the sound of brisk footsteps approached.

"Madam, Mr. Lynette has transferred all his assets. The divorce papers have been sent several times. Are you really not planning to sign them?" the lawyer asked.

Leila's face went pale. "It took me forever to marry him, and now he thinks he can just throw me away? In his dreams! Get in touch with my family's lawyers. Apply some pressure. If he wants a divorce, he's going to have to give me half of everything."

Brittany sucked in a breath. She knew Yuri had been talking divorce, but Leila had been stubbornly refusing. But she hadn't paid much attention to it until now.

Little did she know, Yuri had already prepared the divorce papers and had issued several ultimatums, only to be met with Leila's refusals.

Whatever the confidant said next, Leila let out a cold laugh. "He dreams of being laid to rest next to Juliana? Over my dead body. Arrange for someone to switch out the ashes!"

Juliana hadn't been able to be with Yuri in life; Leila was determined to keep them apart in death as well.

Brittany stood rooted to the spot, her eyes chilling over with anger.

After a few more curses aimed at Juliana, Leila hung up the phone and left.

Isaac, noticing the change in Brittany's demeanor, wrapped an arm around her. "Don't worry about your mother's ashes. I'll have someone keep an eye on them."

Brittany clenched her fists. "Do you think my mother marrying Robert had anything to do with Leila?"