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The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 32
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Chapter 32

Isaac swung the door open them was a cold and desolate as a ghostw

Stuff was missing, mainly Brittany’s. She had really taken off

The thought suddenly harged into hisbon, as here for a moment, then sea tha bank card on the coffee

table, along with.

Thanks for everything Keep the money in thecard Well sort out the paperwork later

Paperwork?

kad’s hand sightly dunched the bank card. He pulled out his phone and dialed Brittany’s number. No

answer on the other side for three tempts.

Hanched a gut feeling something mas up. He called Nathan, Track down where Botany’s living nom”

Nathan, mid chow, immediately sprung into action, Tergot Ms Dustins address, ille to you. Do you need

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me to

Before he could finish, the line went dead.

Nathan was confused. One minute he couldn’t be bothered to say hi to Ms. Dustin. The next he was

searching forher? His boss was a hard one la read.

buic received the address and was gring meady to the rood when another call came in “Zac it’s me”

“Zachada car accident on the west side of town, can you come?

Ich face hardened, then he hung up

Barg-

A mitad slammed on the door, Brittany’s face turne

asher, don’t know you guys, who are you?”

The man at the helm sneered when he noticed in

“You’re just renting, huh? Well, the owner of this place owes us money. Ether cough up the cash or

come with uch

Where was Brihany supposed to get the money from?

These guys no pushovers, and the needed to be on her toes at every moment

didn’t know the landlord was in debt. I just moved in”

Themen changed a look and swagedin

Bettany darted for the bedroom, but was grabbed by the hair and Karthi cun Bäck enta theesuch “Pay

upr

Bettany, in a panic, obediently pulled out her phone, “I don’t have much left, this is alive go

Eight grand? You think we’re idiot

The man bashed the coffee table won the rod shattering it.

Brittany had had enough. She died up her at put on a sweet smile and her voice softened. How shout a

drink first? Can I call home?”

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Bettany mas a looket, which caught the mums atten

She seed the chance to head to the kitchen. Under the grabbed the frut kade from the coffee table and

stashed a

, the slurned to the living room with hot water suddenly focused it at the leader then quickly

She knew she was no match for all of them. Stebobed downstairs. Themes were hot on her fal, hurting

abuse

Entry couldn’t outrun them when they caught her, one of them landed a heavy slap on her face, “You

do trick us, do you think wouldn’t hit you?

By’s head was spinning, and she leaned against the wall watching them approach

cheader, now with a makeshift bandage around his neck, reached out with his giny hands. “We were

just after the money, but since you liketo play, well play

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Han held on tightly to the knife, ready to strike when they least expected it. But the man leamed his

lesson he sna tched the fruit knife from her and moved his foul mouth towards her fact

Enary squeezed her eyes shut, body ngid, temded out of her wit