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.

had been married for seven years, but during a five-year hiatus, spanning over nineteen hundred days and nights, he was absent for Brittany’s most crucial

Seven years.

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

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

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

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

Brittany and carried her to

to her. Despite lowering her

then, her

It was Ivy.

what’s up?” Saskia

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

be

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

and shed her coat.

center of attention, surrounded by her close

to the Lynette family name, Saskia thrived in