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.

hiatus, spanning over nineteen hundred days and nights, he was absent for Brittany’s most crucial moments.

Seven years.

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

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

kept the conversation circling around Isaac and Brittany, trying to

the charade and interrupted Saskia, “Ms. Lynette,

Isaac lifted Brittany and carried her to the bedroom.

Usually, men flocked to her. Despite

then, her phone rang.

It was Ivy.

Princess, what’s up?” Saskia

noise

I’ll be right there.”

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

entered and shed her coat. “Sorry,

the center of attention, surrounded by her close

Lynette family name, Saskia thrived in high