The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 920

Holden was the quiet type-introspective, cool-headed, and not given to flashy displays. Ivy, on the other hand, was accustomed to people bending over backward for her, making it unlikely for her to take the initiative to charm anyone.

As time went by, they ended up becoming friends.

“I heard that the Lynette family’s long-lost daughter has been found?” Ivy remarked, her voice betraying a hint of surprise.

The news was unexpected. If the Lynette’s biological daughter was back, Holden’s already precarious position within the family could become even more threatened.

“Yeah,” Holden replied, handing Ivy a flute of champagne. “She’s just been found.”

“The Lynettes are throwing a welcome party,” Ivy said, her expression unreadable. “It seems your father Mr. Lynette is quite fond of her.”

“He values what’s important,” Holden affirmed, always the one to stick to the facts.

Ivy massaged her temples, a sign of her brewing concern. “What about you, then? With the real daughter back, will things change for you and Saskia?”

Holden didn’t believe that Yuri would become hostile towards him or kick him out of the family just because Brittany was back. Yuri recognized his capabilities, and even without the warmth of kinship, vested interests would keep him from acting against Holden.

for years, but now that she’s back, if she

he

“Princess, she’s Ms. Lynette. I’m just an adoptee. Once she’s back with the Lynettes,

looking out for you. Just think about it-once you’re officially a Lynette, you’d have the whole estate in the palm of your hand. Would anyone dare to look down on

had indeed suffered bullying and humiliation in his earlier years for being an adoptee. Now, with a chance at redemption

with him,

subject, Ivy dropped it. “Fine, forget I mentioned it.

mom’s not feeling well. So she stayed home with her.”

the banquet, but with their mom

hoped to introduce Saskia to some influential people and possibly arrange

conversation was drawing attention from the other guests. Holden’s close ties with the royal family were hardly a secret. Rumors had circulated about Ivy’s interest in forming a marital alliance with Holden, but his lack of response

amicably, sparked

buzzed with excitement, outside the banquet hall, a sleek black Bentley

car, and the doorman hurried over to greet

Salter, right this way, please.”