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.

five-year hiatus, spanning over

Seven years.

infamous seven-year itch. No man, she mused, especially one as wealthy

marriage wasn’t as perfect as it seemed, perhaps even on the rocks.

that thought, Saskia’s jealousy subsided a bit. She kept the conversation circling around Isaac and Brittany,

was patient. But eventually, he grew tired of the charade and interrupted Saskia, “Ms. Lynette, my wife

Brittany and carried her

sting of rejection. Usually, men flocked to her. Despite lowering her defenses and initiating a conversation with Isaac, he remained impervious.

then, her phone rang.

It was Ivy.

up?” Saskia

join?” Ivy’s background noise

be

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

arriving at the café, Saskia entered and shed

sat at the center of attention,

to the Lynette family name, Saskia thrived in high