Chapter 593


    Chapter 593


    It was as if a bomb went off next to William’s ear. He quickly snatched the documents and began to


    scan them through.


    What the hell?


    Brittany’s kid was supposed to be gone five years ago.


    Whose child was Isaac Salter’s then?


    “Olivia, are you sure about this?”


    “Absolutely.”


    Olivia, in her wedding dress, was fuming. “We’ve been yed from the start. Brittany always imed


    the kid was her friend’s, but it turns out to be hers and Isaac’s… I’m starting to doubt if the crisis the


    Dillion family went through was orchestrated by Brittany and Isaac.”


    “No way.”


    William snapped the documents shut and said, “Bri doesn’t know anything about his past.”


    Brittany hadn’t had any contact with Isaac for years.


    How could she possibly know about Daniel’s past? And why would she forget her grudge from five


    years ago and team up with Isaac against the Dillion family?


    “So how do you exin the kid?”


    William was brainwashed; that’s Olivia’s suspicion. Did he still believe Brittany was innocent?


    “William, I know you fancy Brittany, but what if she’s just using you?”


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    “Olivia, your evidence only proves that Isaac is Daniel’s biological father. You can’t prove Daniel’s Bri’s


    kid.” William was still firmly defending Brittany. “And even if he is Bri’s kid, so what? I like Daniel and I’ll


    take good care of him.” He imed.


    Olivia’s


    widened, “Have you gone mad? You want to be his stepdad?”


    “Olivia, drop it.” William was adamant, “I trust her. She wouldn’t betray me.”


    Having said that, William turned around and left.


    Olivia didn’t expect William to be so deeply in love. Her feelings for Brittany had flipped from love to


    loathing.


    Frustrated, she knocked over all the cosmetics on her dressing table, leaving a mess on the floor. The


    foundation spilled out, leaving a stain on the carpet that was a pain to deal with.


    Isaac walked up to the second-floor lounge and pushed open the door.


    There was a sound from inside..


    He turned on the light without a second thought.


    Brittany was tied up, her hands and feet bound to the head of the bed. Her face was flushed, and sweat


    was dripping from her forehead. Her eyes were filled with panic.


    Her mouth was taped shut, unable to make a sound.


    She squirmed uneasily, trying to get Isaac’s attention.


    Her eyes shed with surprise, which quickly turned into disgust.


    Isaac stepped towards her, picked up a soft cotton pad and tucked it into the ropes. “What’s the


    matter? Upset?”


    Brittany was filled with resentment. She never thought that Isaac would dare toy hands on her at the


    Dillion family’s wedding!


    She kept struggling. Her wrists rubbed red by the ropes but she didn’t seem to feel the pain.


    Isaac held her hand and gently ced the cotton pad in the ropes, “Hold still. Your hands are too soft;


    it’ll hurt if they get rubbed raw.”


    Chill rose from all the ces he had touched. She tried to break free, but he held her legs down.


    His breath was cold, “If you keep moving, I won’t mind making a public spectacle of what’s going to


    happen next!”


    Brittany’s breath got uneven for a moment.


    That lunatic!