She'd really gotten her wires crossed. Despite all the evidence she'd seen, how could she still be manipulated by Warren?
Warren, who once lost a lawsuit, was no good egg!
Realizing this, Brittany felt a pang of guilt. She got up and walked into the kitchen.
Isaac was cooking dinner. Hearing footsteps, he turned and asked, "What's up?"
Brittany came up to him, "I'm sorry."
Her sudden apology made Isaac sense something was off. He turned off the stove and faced her, "Why are you apologizing?"
He was clearly peeved.
Brittany suspected him.
"I met Warren. He said you might be duping me," Brittany said in a low voice. "I came to see you yesterday to see if you were lying to me."
Isaac washed his hands, took her by the hand, and led her out of the kitchen. He took her to the dining room and sat her down, "Tell me, why do you suspect me?"
Brittany was on the fence, unable to provide a solid explanation.
"Is it because you felt uneasy when I was away on a business trip last time?"
Isaac hit the nail on the head. "Bri, if it's because of that, I owe you an apology. I wasn't there for you when you needed me the most."
His voice was cool but sincere. "I didn't do a good job making you feel secure."
Isaac wrapped his arms around her waist.
Brittany instinctively hugged him back. His last business trip was indeed one of the reasons for her unease.
"Zakky."
"It's my fault," Isaac comforted her. "It won't happen again."
Brittany muttered an apology. Isaac knew the issue was resolved and heaved a sigh of relief, lightly holding her by the waist, "It's okay."
With irrefutable evidence, Warren was thrown into jail.
His daughter, Fiona, was forced to leave Grandeur Capital due to some issues with a few projects.
His son was spared.
Carla puffed up her cheeks, "I'll have you know. William doesn't like you coming here. You better not come again. I'm here, and I'll take good care of William!"
Brittany immediately spotted Carla's deep affection for William. William was a remarkable man, and many people liked him. Carla, though temperamental, was a good person at heart.
Their last meeting was not pleasant.
But these past few times at the hospital, Brittany saw Carla busily taking care of William with great attention to detail.
"You like William!"
Carla was taken aback, her face flushed, but she denied it firmly, "Brittany, don't talk nonsense. I have to go!"
With that, she left at once. Brittany watched her retreating figure, not annoyed but found Carla rather amusing.
On the day William was discharged, Brittany was there too.
William was still reluctant to speak to her, but he didn't refuse her anymore.
Brittany breathed a sigh of relief and, along with his parents, sent William home.
On the car, Mrs. Dillion, because of William's presence, didn't badmouth Brittany, but her tone was still unfriendly. But Brittany didn't mind these.
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