He paused for a moment, then said, "This kind of contact was not really cool."
Joie gritted her teeth. Such an amazing man! Already hitched!
But it was okay. As long as she worked hard, she would win him over someday.
"It's okay, Bro Isaac, just a bit of pain." Joie's eyes filled with tears, making Isaac's heart ache.
After wrapping up all the checkups, Isaac finally headed home.
Brittany, still half asleep, felt a familiar presence beside her. Instinctively, she snuggled into him.
Isaac wrapped his arm around her waist. He chuckled softly, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.
"Goodnight," he murmured.
...
The hospital lost the case, and Warren was pissed.
He wanted to dig up some dirt on Isaac, but instead, he stumbled upon a shocking piece of news.
"You're saying Brittany has some deep ties with the Tueley family?"
"Yeah, I saw Brittany having a private dinner with Mr. Tueley." Sherry gritted her teeth. She'd been slapped around, and she wasn't about to take it lying down.
To prove her point, Sherry spilled the beans.
"Warren, if they weren't close, why would Wesley keep helping out? Brittany even has shares from Wesley. Even this case, it's Mr. Tueley pulling strings behind the scenes."
Warren asked, "Why are you telling me all this? What's your game?"
"Warren, you lost this case. You cool with that?"
Sherry clenched her fists. She'd been pampered since she was a kid but humiliated time and time again by Brittany. There was no way she was backing down now.
They exchanged knowing glances, both scheming.
In the following days, Brittany was swamped with work. During a particularly busy period, she received a text message from Wesley.
[Royal Elegance Hotel, 8 P.M.]
Brittany floored the gas and arrived at the Royal Elegance Hotel.
The elevator was crowded, and Brittany didn't have time to wait. She climbed over twenty flights of stairs only to find the room door ajar.
Brittany sensed danger and was about to back away. She didn't expect someone behind her.
The person pushed her into the room, then shut the door!
Brittany nearly slipped and fell.
When she looked up, she saw Wesley, stripped naked and unconscious on the bed. Brittany instinctively looked away and tried to open the door but found it locked from the outside.
Even if she was slow, she understood she'd been set up.
Brittany took out her phone, intending to inform Lionel, but found her phone signal had been blocked!
Meanwhile, Isaac received an anonymous text.
[Royal Elegance Hotel, your wife's shacking up with another man!]
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