The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 921

Ivy made her way up the stairs, her footsteps echoing softly in the quiet of the grand house.

Holden remained where he was, his expression unreadable, betraying nothing of his thoughts.

In the study, Dominic motioned for Isaac to take a seat. “Man, it’s been years since we last caught up. How come you didn’t give me a heads-up before swinging by Craneville?”

“Just needed a change of scenery,” Isaac replied casually.

“How’s everyone else doing?”

“Pretty good, actually. Derek’s about to tie the knot, and Wesley Tueley’s been hitched for a while now. His little girl’s not so little anymore.

Despite the years apart, the bond between Isaac and Dominic hadn’t faded in the slightest. Dominic let out a wistful sigh. “After graduation, my family asked me to come back. I always meant to visit Imperial City again, but just never found the time.”

Politics ran in Dominic’s family for three generations. Following in their footsteps, he’d taken up the mantle, and his influence in Craneville was nothing short of impressive.

“So, when’s your big day, Zac?” Dominic asked, nudging the topic towards matrimony.

warmth touched

Knock, knock, knock.

a woman dressed in an exquisite gown. “Dominic, I heard you had a visitor. What

this. He

locked with Isaac’s, and

did he know Dominic?

Isaac stood up. “Dominic, who might

none other than our local royal gem, Princess Ivy,”

Isaac Salter, an old buddy of mine.” Noticing the lack of warmth in the introduction, Dominic quickly added, “We go

a charming smile. “Your Highness.”

taken aback that Isaac was acquainted with Dominic, recalled

and swiftly moved forward, extending her hand. “Mr. Salter, a

gown,

shook her hand, but released it a moment

“Zac, why don’t you join

a moment’s thought, Isaac agreed. He valued his friendship with Dominic immensely, and attending the dinner would also be an opportunity to network. Moving to Craneville hadn’t crossed his mind previously, but with

and if Brittany wished to commute between cities, he was

on Isaac. He was every bit the Salter, his every move the epitome of textbook perfection.