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.

a soft warmth touched

Knock, knock, knock.

door, and in walked a woman dressed in an exquisite gown. “Dominic, I

to barge in like this. He stood

Ivy’s eyes locked with Isaac’s, and there was

he know Dominic?

stood up. “Dominic,

our local royal gem, Princess Ivy,” Dominic

Isaac Salter, an old buddy of mine.” Noticing the lack of warmth in the

offered a charming smile. “Your

Isaac was acquainted with Dominic, recalled

moved forward, extending her hand.

lace gloves, paired with her lavish gown, accentuated her slender fingers, drawing the

but released it a moment later.

to Ivy’s overt enthusiasm. “Zac, why don’t you join us for dinner tonight?” he suggested.

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,

Brittany wished to

trio descended the staircase, Ivy maintained a cool facade, yet her gaze stayed fixed on Isaac. He was every bit the Salter, his every move the epitome of textbook perfection.