The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart (Brittany and Isaac)
Chapter 687

Chapter 687

His tone was awful, and his eyes were filled with a coldness sharper than shards of ice.

Brittany looked

at

him, feeling an inexplicable pang of anxiety for Viola Miller.

"All right, the event is about to start. Let's go."

There were many events at the sports day, but what Daniel was interested in were the three-legged race and the pie-making competition.

He eagerly signed up, got a red ribbon from the teacher, and handed it to Isaac, saying, "Daddy, we're going to tie our legs together just like they do on TV, and run to the finish line. Then we can win a trophy!"

Brittany had participated in a similar fun sports day during her college years. She took the ribbon, tied her leg to Daniel's, and handed another ribbon to Isaac, "Let's practice a few times first. So, we have some teamwork during the actual race." Isaac took the ribbon, squatted down, and tied Daniel's other leg to his own.

The family of three standing together was a sight for sore eyes.

The kindergarten teacher recognized Isaac and was eager to take a picture, but in the end, they decided against it. They didn't want to lose their job for a photo.

After securing the red ribbon, Isaac reached out and put his hand on Brittany's shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Brittany instinctively pushed him away, but he pulled her closer.

"Haven't you participated in a similar race? Don't you know we need to support each other?" Isaac's face was full of determination, making Brittany's struggle seem unreasonable.

She took a deep breath, trying to relax as much as possible before replying with, "All right."

A satisfied smirk flashed in Isaac's eyes. He held her securely, and Brittany was forced to put her hand on his arm. The moment she touched him, her heart skipped a beat.

Isaac and Daniel were eager to start. The family practiced a few times, showing great teamwork.

When the actual race started, they took off with the rest of the teams. They put in their best effort and ran straight to the finish line.

Their teamwork was flawless, and Daniel didn't fall behind either. They beat all the others and were the first team to reach the finish line.

Just as they arrived, Viola and Wesley, who were not in harmony, fell, dragging Abby down with them.

Abby missed the trophy, and after the race ended, she watched Daniel holding the trophy with teary eyes.

Seeing her cry, Daniel tugged at Brittany's hand and said, "Mom, can I give the trophy to Abby?"

"You can. This is your hard-earned trophy. You can decide what to do with it."

Daniel gave a big kiss on Brittany's cheek, then proudly carried the trophy over to Abby.

Isaac walked over to Brittany, holding two cups of water and said, "Here, have some water."

Brittany took a cup, "Thanks."

Isaac took a sip of his water, "I heard you're partnering with Wesley?"

"Yes."

Working with the Dillion family could lead to unwanted rumors. She didn't want to ruin the remaining dignity of both families.

Isaac looked at her profile, and his Adam's apple bobbed as he said, "Grandeur Capital will also be bidding."

"I know." Brittany drained her cup. Her eyes were filled with determination as she said, "I will get this project. Let's wait and see."

She tossed her cup into the trash, "We should prepare for the next event."

Isaac watched her fiery spirit and a slight flashed across his face. "Good luck."

It had been a long time since he'd seen such a spirited Brittany.

The pie-making competition was about to begin.

The teachers distributed the necessary items to each participating team.

Brittany was in charge of kneading the dough and rolling out the pie crusts, while Daniel and Isaac were responsible for chopping the filling and making the pies. Daniel rarely cooked and found the pie-making process fascinating.

Brittany was focused on kneading the dough.

Daniel was peeling garlic, while Isaac chopped the filling.

The three of them worked together seamlessly.

Once the filling was ready, and Brittany's dough was kneaded to perfection, she started rolling out the pie crusts.

Isaac was a pro at pie-making. His long, elegant fingers worked quickly and efficiently, producing near-perfect pies. "Wow!"