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Chapter 772

    Chapter 772


    Chapter 772


    If it doesn’t work out, they can target his familypany, the Dillion Group. The moment Dillion Group


    experiences a crisis, William will surely capitte. Isaac furrowed his brow, “Ca, are you sure you


    are in love with William?”


    This wasn’t something one would do to someone they love.


    Ca bit her lip, “I want him to be with me; he must never leave.”


    Regardless of love, she couldn’t divorce.


    Isaac couldn’t be bothered with Ca, tossing a “cut your losses in time” and left.


    Grace and Brittany had a private conversation for over an hour, discussing the incident that urred


    five years ago.


    “Bri, I was partial back then, and you suffered. I’ve thought a lot over the years and moved forward, I


    won’t y favorites. I want you and Zac to live happily, and I won’t interfere anymore.”


    Brittany, upon hearing these words, let go of herst bit of resentment, “Granny, thank you for


    supporting us.”


    Isaac lost the Grandeur Capital because of her, and an average person wouldn’t possibly ept her.


    Grace patted her head, “I’m sorry about your granny. It was Zac who wronged you five years ago. From


    now on, you can bully him as you like. If he doesn’t treat you well, just tell me.”


    Brittany’s eyes twinkled with a smile, “Thank you, Granny.”


    Isaac was verypliant to her, except in bed.


    Leaving Grace’s room, Brittany bumped into Ca.


    “Brittany, don’t assume you stand a chance just because William and I are divorcing. I advise you to


    stay in yourne. If you dare approach William again, don’t me me for not being kind.”


    Brittany couldn’t be bothered with Ca, she walked past her and left.


    It waste, and Brittany and Isaac stayed the night at the Salter Manor.


    The bedroom on the third floor had been cleaned.


    Brittany came out of the bathroom, her body slightly damp.


    Isaac had his back to her, on the phone.


    The bedroom was well-lit withrge floor-to-ceiling windows reflecting nearly half of Imperial City’s night


    view.


    Brittany found a hairdryer. As soon as she turned it on, Isaac heard the noise and hung up the phone.


    He walked up to her, took the hairdryer, and helped her dry her hair.


    “Who were you on the phone with?”


    “Nathan.” Isaac didn’t hide anything, “His family, the Jarvis family found out about his marriage ns,


    but they disapproved.”


    Property of N?)(velDr(a)ma.Org.


    In other words, the Jarvis family wasn’t ready to let go of Nathan. After all, Nathan had achieved quite a


    lot over the years. How could M willingly let her son marry some unknown jewelry designer?


    Brittany raised an eyebrow, “What does Nathan think?”


    “He always has his own ideas. The Jarvis family can’t change anything.”


    Brittany’s hair was thick and dense, it took half an hour to dry it. Isaac helped her apply hair oil, picked


    her up, and put her on the bed, “They will visit Imperial City soon, we can talk about it then.”


    Brittany saw his increasing attentiveness and a smile shed in her eyes, “Okay.”


    After attending the dinner, Leda and her son returned to their mansion.


    Ze Anderson had dinner and put the kid to bed. As she went downstairs, she heard Leda smashing a


    vase, “What the hell is Grace thinking? She forgave everything Brittany did in the past, so why won’t


    she ept me?”


    She was just pursuing true love; she didn’t make Isaac lose everything!


    Marcel sat in his wheelchair, his face an odd shade, “Enough, mom, what’s the use of getting angry?”


    Anger was useless.


    “I don’t care, we must get Grace to give in soon. Your dad will be out soon,


    Marcel’s dad, Manuel Salter, was sentenced to twelve years back then; he was well-behaved over the


    years, and with Marcel’s behind-the-scenes maneuvering, he managed to get a sentence reduction.


    At most, he’d be out in six months to a year.


    Marcel rubbed his temples, “I know.”


    After Leda had left, Ze came downstairs and approached Marcel, “Are you full? Would you like some


    more to eat?”
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