The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 935

“Sure thing.”

After a hearty meal of roast chicken and mashed potatoes, Daniel clung to Yuri, so Yuri took him to the study.

Saskia watched their retreating figures, biting her lip with a touch of envy.

In the living room, Brittany lay wearily on Isaacs knees, cocooned in his jacket with her eyes closed, resting.

Isaac, ever the gentleman, sat with impeccable posture. His large hand rested on Brittany’s waist, gently caressing it.

Saskia brought over two steaming cups of coffee, eager to make conversation.

“Mr. Salter,” she began, trying to sound casual, I heard from my brother that you’re from Imperial City?”

Isaac accepted the coffee but didn’t drink. “That’s right.”

Saskia sat down. “An impressive man like you and Bri make the perfect couple. How long have you been married?”

“Coming up on seven years,” Isaac replied truthfully.

a five-year hiatus, spanning over nineteen hundred days

Seven years.

Saskia, that sounded like the infamous seven-year itch. No man, she mused, especially one as wealthy and powerful as

it seemed, perhaps

a bit. She kept the conversation circling around Isaac and Brittany, trying to get close to

was patient. But eventually, he grew tired of the charade and

tender care, Isaac lifted Brittany and carried her to the bedroom.

Despite lowering her defenses

her

It was Ivy.

what’s up?” Saskia

noise suggested she was already

I’ll be right

meticulously, and

Saskia entered and shed her

Ivy sat at the center of attention,

the Lynette family name, Saskia thrived in