The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 933

The butler brought in a pot of freshly brewed coffee, and Isaac poured a mug for Brittany, making sure it was the perfect sipping temperature before handing it over to her.

Yuri pretended to be engrossed in babysitting, but his eyes were constantly on Isaac, observing his every move. Seeing him handle everything with such ease, Yuri couldn’t help but be taken aback.

The Salters were a powerful family, and Isaac, as the eldest grandson, was expected to carry himself with a certain dignity. Yet here he was, tending to Brittany with such affection that it was clear his feelings for her were genuine.

“Mr. Salter, you’ve been quite the success in Imperial City. Have you ever considered expanding your ventures to Craneville?” Yuri asked.

Isaac was fully aware of his father-in-law’s discontent. This question was a test.

“Until now, I hadn’t given much thought to developing business in Craneville, but now that Bri has you here, I’ll be spending more time here. Perhaps in the future, I might consider opening a branch,” Isaac replied.

Brittany, caught off guard by his remark, looked at Isaac in surprise. He had never mentioned the possibility of opening a branch before.

Isaac shrugged it off as a spur-of-the-moment thought.

Yuri’s frown eased a bit upon hearing this. “I plan to leave my business to Bri eventually. If you’re willing to stay in Craneville, that would be ideal,” Yuri said.

Stay in Craneville?

the subtext. Was Yuri suggesting he become a stay-at-home husband? “Dad,” Brittany interjected, sensing the tension in the air. “Let’s not talk about this now. It’s our first meeting; let’s discuss something else.

daughter was clearly taking her husband’s side. But, after all, they had only just been

changed the subject to Daniel,

those five years when he kept his

Isaac

o’clock, the butler

Miss, Mr. Salter, dinner

his arms, declared boisterously,

embrace, his eyes sparkling with excitement, asked, “Grandpa, can

daddy had let him ride a big horse

wanted to intervene.

him to hold on tight. Brittany was terrified; she had always been

not

such tomfoolery in front of everyone?

to object?” Yuri retorted, striding downstairs with a giggling Daniel on

already a powerhouse in the country, so setting up a branch wouldn’t be too challenging. However, it would mean

thought about it before. I don’t want