The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 613

Over the past five years, Lionel’s name had skyrocketed in Imperial City. He was tough as nails and sharp as a tack, and any project he set his sights on made him a boatload of money. Then, he was about to tie the knot, and his pick of the litter was a catch from the Chester family. Once they got married, the two families would have joined at the hip, raking in the big bucks.

Brittany was ticked off at Isaac for snooping through her stuff. She snapped, “Mr. Salter, ever heard of respecting people’s privacy? You think it’s a hoot to go through my stuff?”

Isaac’s face fell at her words.

Seeing a fight brewing, Daniel tugged at Brittany’s sleeve and said, “Mommy, I want more food.” Brittany realized she’d lost her cool in front of her kid, so she swallowed her anger and continued feeding him, “Eat slowly.”

Daniel opened his mouth, satisfied, “Mommy, you’re my favorite.”

Brittany had heard a lot of Daniel’s sweet talk, but she still couldn’t help but chuckle, “Such a good boy.”

Once he was stuffed to the gills, Daniel started hollering for a bath. He had a wound on his head that couldn’t get wet. Brittany put down her thermos and said, “Daniel, I’ll help you.”

Daniel’s eyes widened, and he shook his head immediately, “No, boys and girls shouldn’t get too close. I’ll do it myself!”

Brittany was amused by his words, “No, you have a wound on your head.”

If the wound got wet, it could be a hot mess.

“Daddy,

pitiful face and was moved. He took off his jacket, picked

aback, “Do you know how?”

who’d know how to

underestimated. He hadn’t bathed Daniel before, but he

that hard? I used

in anger. She didn’t expect him

smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. Being angry was better than having a poker face; at least she was showing emotions. And he could feel her

with me.”

But Isaac didn’t give him a chance to

your clothes.”

his clothes. Isaac adjusted the shower’s temperature, and after making sure it was just right, he

was slow, struggling with his

was getting impatient. He reached

over, and Isaac helped him undress, carefully avoiding

first time bathing

concept of gender, he insisted on bathing himself. Even