The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 716

William found himself in the midst of a crowd, being approached by countless individuals.

"Mr. Dillion, it's been a while."

"Mr. Dillion, you've been landing some big deals lately. Here's to your success," a man toasted with a glass of scotch.

William chuckled lightly, "Mr. Adams, isn't your project progressing quite well? I've looked into it, and it seems very promising. Hopefully, we can collaborate."

The man laughed heartily, "Working with Mr. Dillion would be a privilege indeed."

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Brittany made her way to the bar, fetching a glass of champagne. She blended into the crowd, leisurely sipping her drink. The champagne was slightly tart, sliding down her throat with a faint sweetness. It was top-notch.

Her appearance attracted many pairs of eyes, including William's. After mingling with a few of the big shots, he approached Brittany. He paused, seeing her in a formal gown without a coat.

"It's getting cold. Why didn't you bring a jacket?"

It was late autumn, and the chill of Imperial City was becoming more evident.

"It's just a dinner party. I won't be staying long." Brittany smiled, "Weren't you chatting with them? Is it all right for you to come here?"

"No problem at all." William raised his glass.

With a crisp clink, their glasses collided. Brittany and William shared a smile, sipping their drinks simultaneously.

One guest asked, "Didn't Mr. Dillion and Brittany break up? How could they still stand together so harmoniously?"

"They broke up amicably. Brittany even gave all her shares to Dillion Group. With that alone, they wouldn't turn against each other. Plus, they've known each other for over a decade. A breakup isn't enough to sever their ties," another guest speculated.

Bitter feelings and rash actions aren't the style of business people.

Carla looked at him, who was still defending Brittany. Her eyes were filled with hurt. "William, don't forget that I'm your wife. You're flirting with Brittany in front of everyone. Have you considered how I feel?"

William had reached his limit. His lips pressed into a thin line, "Carla, this is someone else's engagement party. Don't cause a scene."

"What's wrong with it being an engagement party?" Carla was already feeling unbalanced. Why was it that she didn't even have a wedding, yet Stella's engagement party was such a grand affair?

The more she thought about it, the more it upset her.

She blurted out, "So because it's an engagement party, you two can flirt? Don't forget, Brittany is no saint. If it weren't for her, my cousin wouldn't be in this mess! And don't forget that you wronged me first. I'm your wife now, and you should treat me right, or I won't let you off the hook!"

William's temples throbbed. He glanced at the curious onlookers, feeling as if he was back to the night he was forced into marriage.

"And how will you let me off the hook?" William asked coldly, "Report me to the police? Accuse me of assault?"