The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 685

Brittany had never attended a Parent-Child Sports Day before, and she was somewhat anxious because of that.

When the weekend arrived, she woke up early. Emily had prepared matching outfits for them especially for the event, and cheerfully handed them to Brittany, “Ms. Dustin, these v were picked out by Daniel/ You should try them on.”

Upon hearing that Daniel had chosen them, Brittany scrutinized the clothing carefully.

Daniel had always had a refined taste, even from a young age.

The deep gray outfits were understated and subdued, with hand-embroidered patterns at the neckline that added a lively touch to the dark fabric.

Brittany retreated to her room to change into that outfit. When she emerged, Isaac had just left his bedroom.

As much as Brittany hated to admit it, his handsome features were undeniably striking.

Five years had passed, and Isaac was still as handsome as ever, with no signs of aging on his face. Instead, time had given him an air of tranquility and depth, like a deep spring. It was very difficult to read his thoughts, and his demeanor was even more guarded and intimidating than before.

Isaac’s eyes flickered when he saw Brittany in the matching outfit.

“Let’s go.”

“Alright.”

As Brittany moved past him, she caught a whiff of his aftershave, with its faint hint of pine. It was the same scent he had worn five years ago.

had changed

them in the living room with his backpack. “Mom,

faded a bit as he

Daniel, taking his backpack from

“Let’s go.”

surprised when Isaac took his bag,

the Radiant Residences. The Residences were always well-maintained, exuding an air of

lampposts lining the sides. In the height of summer, the entire courtyard was bathed in a soft,

mesmerizing to look

climbed into the driver’s seat.

opened the back door for Daniel. Once he was settled in, she was about

sit in the front. I want to sit in the

that Isaac was hinting to her to

doing it on purpose, but she refused to let him have his way.

not safe for you to sit in the back alone. I’ll

as he said, “Are you treating me like a chauffeur?”

“Then should I

wouldn’t even bother sharing a

Brittany could do such a thing, so

back seat and took the items from