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.

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

Seven years.

itch. No man, she mused, especially one as wealthy and powerful as Isaac, could resist

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

subsided a bit. She kept the conversation

the charade and interrupted Saskia, “Ms. Lynette, my wife has fallen

tender care, Isaac lifted Brittany and

of rejection. Usually, men flocked to her. Despite lowering her defenses and initiating

then, her phone

It was Ivy.

Princess, what’s up?” Saskia

some friends. Want to join?” Ivy’s background noise suggested she was already at their usual

be right

and left, satisfied with her

at the café, Saskia entered and shed her coat. “Sorry,

the center of attention, surrounded by her close

Lynette family name, Saskia thrived in high