Chapter 835


    Chapter 835


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    The news of Joie’s incarceration sent shock waves through the city. Every show Joie had ever starred


    in was pulled from the shelves, and her social media ounts were silenced. Her management team,


    quick to distance themselves at the first sign of trouble, was now issuing public apologies in an attempt


    to save their reputation.


    Joie’s restaurant, once a bustling hub of activity, suffered greatly. Some of the more zealous fans even


    vandalized the ce in their outrage. The scandal quickly became the talk of the town, trending on


    Twitter and stirring up a frenzy of gossip.


    Amid the chaos, Brittany and Isaac found themselves in the throes of a new cold war. Isaac, resolute in


    staying clear of the mess, showed some backbone. He even got thewyers involved to shut down any


    chance of Joie’s appeal.


    Grace, recognizing the strain on their rtionship, tried to y matchmaker, but her efforts proved


    futile.


    As autumn graced Imperial City; thendscape transformed into a golden sea overnight. The ginkgo


    trees lining the asphalt roads turned half the sky yellow, their leaves. pirouetting in the breeze to


    announce the arrival of the season.


    Brittany stepped out of her studio and spotted Isaac from a distance, standing under a tree. He


    appeared thinner, a palpable shadow of stress hanging over him, yet the inherent air of nobility


    remained unchanged.


    Her feelings weren’t so much rooted in anger as in disappointment. In Isaac’s world, she still failed to


    im the top priority. Beyond the age of being swayed by sweet nothings, she yearned for that special


    favoritism.


    Hearing her footsteps, Isaac turned and offered his coat, concerncing his words. “Are you cold?”


    The chill of early autumn had Brittany’s hands icy to the touch, but she didn’t reject his approach. “I’m


    fine.”


    Sensing her softened stance, Isaac took her hands in his. “I bought some beef. How about I make you


    some braised beef tonight?”


    It was a dish Brittany had always loved, and he learned to make it just for her.


    “Sounds good.”


    When they got home, Brittany called Daniel, who was away at camp and set to fly back to Imperial City


    that night.


    Meanwhile, Isaac changed intofortable clothes and started preparing the beef- cutting it into


    cubes, nching it, and setting it to stew.


    The savory aroma of the braised beef filled the air as Brittany video-chatted with Daniel.


    After the call, Brittany wandered into the kitchen, where Isaac was now washing crabs. “I thought you


    were making beef?”


    Pointing at therge, plump crabs in the sink, she couldn’t help but think how delicious they would


    taste.


    “I remembered you wanted to try some spicy crab.”


    Isaac meticulously cleaned the crabs, chopped them up, and dusted them with flour before frying them


    to seal in their vor. Adding a variety of spices, he created a steaming dish of spicy crab, garnishing it


    with a handful of fresh green onions just before serving.


    The tantalizing scent was too much for Brittany, and she salivated at the thought of the feast.


    Isaac picked a particrly sulent piece, offering it to her with the words, “Say ‘ahh.”


    She did so dly, taking in the spicy, savory taste of the crab, and smearing a bit of sauce on her lips.


    Unable to resist, Isaac leaned in with a husky voice. “Is it good?”


    Blissfully unaware of the impending ‘danger,’ Brittany praised the dish without reservation. “It’s


    delicious.”


    Anger could wait; she was too in love with Isaac’s culinary skills.


    After watching her devour the spicy crab, Isaac scooped her up suddenly.


    “Wait, we haven’t had dinner yet.”


    Brittany struggled.


    But Isaac was too eager, and his lips met hers, tasting the spicy vor of the crab. He typically avoided


    spicy food, but in that moment, nothing else mattered. With a kick, the door shut behind them, and he


    pressed her against the wall. “Dinner can wait.”


    Seeing resistance was futile, Brittany gave in, reaching for his chest.


    Isaac’s eyes lit up, and he kissed her more fervently.


    Before long, they were lost in each other.


    It was well past midnight when Brittany woke from a deep slumber. She had skipped dinner, and the


    night’s activities had left her famished.


    Hungry and core, she tried to move, only to copse with a thud on the floor.