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.

years, but during a five-year hiatus, spanning over nineteen hundred days and nights, he

Seven years.

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

wasn’t as perfect as it seemed, perhaps

kept the conversation circling around Isaac and Brittany, trying to get close

eventually, he grew tired of the charade and interrupted Saskia, “Ms. Lynette, my wife has fallen asleep, I’ll take her

care, Isaac lifted Brittany and carried her to the

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

then, her phone

It was Ivy.

Princess, what’s up?” Saskia answered.

Want to join?” Ivy’s background noise suggested she was already

I’ll be

up, dressed meticulously, and left, satisfied with

at the café, Saskia entered and

Ivy sat at the center of attention, surrounded by

to the Lynette family name, Saskia thrived in high