The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 565

Daniel instinctively nodded his head, but then remembered what his dad said about not letting his mom know his name “Kyle”, so he shook his head, "Mom, you're swamped with work. The nanny can pick me up."

Brittany wanted to say something else but was interrupted by a phone call.

"Bri, let's hang out."

It was Viola calling.

"Viola, it's late. Aren't you home yet?"

"There's plenty of time. My hubby just opened a new bar; want to come check it out?"

Viola's end was very noisy, and her tone was full of excitement, which Brittany could feel through the phone.

"I can't tonight. How about tomorrow night?"

The nanny had left, and Daniel was home alone. Brittany didn't feel comfortable.

"Alright, see you tomorrow night."

After hanging up, Daniel finished his milk, looking at Brittany with his big eyes, "Mom, I want to sleep. Can you tell me a story?"

Brittany was melted by his cuteness; she grabbed a tissue to wipe the milk off his mouth and said, "Sure."

Brittany took Daniel into the bedroom, laid him on the bed, and then opened the storybook. Her gentle voice echoed in the room.

Daniel was lying in bed, tightly holding onto the corner of Brittany's clothes.

Dad was right; mom would tell him stories, make him milk, and most importantly, she smelled good and felt soft.

Listening to Brittany's voice, Daniel couldn't help but yawn. He lay in Brittany's arms, sleeping soundly.

Once Daniel was asleep, Brittany put down the storybook, carefully let go of his hand, tucked him in, and left the room.

Back in her room, Brittany began to freshen up.

She saw a message from Hannah Chester, "I heard from William that there's a little boy in your house? Where did he come from?"

Brittany called Hannah, who answered, "Done with your chores?"

"Just put the kid to bed."

There was silence on Hannah's end before she asked, "Bri, where did this kid come from?"

Just as she was about to take a closer look, a man stepped out of the car, but it wasn't Isaac.

She sighed in relief, closed the window, drew the curtains, sent a message to William, and then went to bed.

Downstairs.

Seeing the curtains drawn, Isaac, sitting in the back of the black car, lowered his eyes and said, "Find a way; send some people close to Brittany and be careful."

"Understood."

At 3 a.m.

Isaac finally returned to Radiant Residences, pushing open the front door.

The lights were on in the living room.

Someone was there?

Isaac's eyes instantly became alert, "Who's there?"

"Bro Isaac, you're back." Joie, in a pink apron, walked out, showing off her stunning legs and holding a bowl of soup, "I heard from grandma that you're not feeling well, so I came to check on you."