The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart ( Brittany Dustin ) -
Chapter 907
Chapter 907
After dinner, Katelin took Brittany out. Isaac was stuck handling some urgent business affairs, unable to join them.
Grace’s departure had taken everyone by surprise, stirring quite the buzz in town. With the inheritance settled, an era had come to a close, and a new one was dawning.
Over in the Imperial City, there was a buzz of good news-Leda had been slapped with a
seven-year sentence.
Marcel, quick as a cat, had filed for an appeal, but for reasons unknown, the courts were playing hardball and refused to take it up.
Upon catching wind of this, Isaac made a few calls to his contacts in the prison system, ensuring Leda wouldn’t be enjoying her seven-year stay. It was high time she paid her dues!
He’d delegated the day-to-day of Grandeur Capital to his team. Despite his years at the helm, this was his first real break, and it felt strange at first. However, it soon dawned on him that work wasn’t the center of his universe anymore. Sooner or later, he would shift his focus to family matters, putting his trust in his lieutenants.
Derek Bishop gave Isaac the rundown on recent happenings and then asked, “How’s Grandma holding up?”
“Fit as a fiddle,” Isaac replied truthfully. “She’s out with Bri right now.”
Derek, swamped with work and able to make it back to Craneville only twice a year, was always worried about Katelin.
“You’ve been burning the candle at both ends for years. Take this chance to rest up and spend some extra time with Grandma for me.”
“I’ve talked it over with Bri. We’re heading back to Imperial City next week.”
“Good, see you then.”
Katelin, a known figure in Craneville society, was no stranger to its illustrious circles.
She often took Brittany to high tea, and today was no exception.
At the familiar club, the staff greeted them warmly. “Mrs. Bishop, welcome back.”
“Have they arrived yet?” Katelin inquired with a nod.
“Yes, Mrs. Bishop.”
Recognizing Brittany, the staff greeted her, “Ms. Dustin, right this way.” They were promptly
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escorted to a private room.
As they pushed open the door, a wave of conversation greeted them.
Spotting Katelin, someone stood up immediately.
“Katelin, darling, you’ve arrived.”
Katelin, with a warm smile, turned to Brittany. “This is Laurel, dear.”
“Hello, Laurel,” Brittany greeted politely.
Laurel eyed Brittany with a smile. “Is this your granddaughter? She’s quite the beauty-no wonder you’re always talking about her.”
Katelin, taking a seat with Brittany, boasted, “My granddaughter isn’t just a pretty face. She’s exceptionally talented too.”
Brittany was never keen on these gatherings, but she went along for Katelin’s sake.
The conversation among the friends flowed easily, not limited to life’s trivialities but also touching on the ebbs and flows of the business world. They were all once movers and shakers, with information at their fingertips.
Since the Bishop family had established their own household, they’d been thriving well. Although they didn’t match the Lynette family’s stature, they were certainly a rising power. Katelin’s social clout in these circles worked wonders for the Bishops, opening doors and creating opportunities-a symbiotic relationship.
Brittany played the role of a lucky charm at the table, sipping coffee and speaking little.
After a couple of hours, one of the elder ladies excused herself early.
“Bri, would you mind walking her out?” Katelin asked.
Brittany gracefully rose to escort the lady to the exit.
The elder lady took a clear liking to Brittany, seizing the chance to inquire abo
and marital status.
Brittany, ever so sharp, picked up on the undercurrents. “I’m happily married; we j recently had our marriage registered.”
The elder lady looked a touch disappointed but managed a polite, “Well, that’s lovely hear.”
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