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.

over nineteen hundred days and

Seven years.

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

perfect as it seemed, perhaps

a bit. She kept the conversation

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

and carried her to the bedroom.

to her. Despite lowering her defenses and initiating a conversation with Isaac, he remained impervious.

then, her

It was Ivy.

up?” Saskia answered.

background noise

I’ll be right there.”

up, dressed meticulously, and left, satisfied with her appearance.

arriving at the café, Saskia entered and shed her coat. “Sorry, I’m late.”

at the center of attention, surrounded by her

Lynette family name,