The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 937

Brittany sighed, feeling a tad helpless. The bond between grandparents and grandchildren was epitomized in Yuri’s doting affection.

At the thought of the illustrious Yuri, known for his prowess in the boardroom, now playing the role of a domesticated granddad, lvy shivered at the mere idea.

“Ms. Dustin, care to join us for a bit?”

“No, thank you. I’m meeting some friends,” Brittany declined before they parted ways.

Ivy, elated with acquiring Brittany’s contact information, returned to their private booth where Saskia had just ended a phone call.

“Princess, I’ve got to run,” Saskia announced. Her mother Leila had overindulged in drinks at home, and Saskia needed to hurry back.

“Sure, see you next time,” Ivy replied.

Exiting the booth, Saskia rolled her eyes. Leila was always dramatic, insisting on Saskia’s company, as if she were some sort of miracle cure. Saskia found it tiresome, always being the go-to person for everything.

In a huff, Saskia nearly bumped into Brittany, who had just come out of the restroom.

immediately followed after

patrons interrupted them. Saskia recognized one of them immediately – Mrs.

husband both prominent figures in the political arena. She herself was a frequent guest

not of Lynette blood, could never secure a good marriage

royal family had their eye on him. She envied Ivy, born into privilege, even her marriage prospects a cut above the rest. Yet, Saskia felt compelled to follow in

daughter, had married Isaac and stood to inherit all

the news of Isaac’s close ties to Ivy,

Brittany become a laughingstock? Perhaps even her father

mind made up, Saskia

was still sobbing in bed, her eyes red and swollen.

wallowed in love

Saskia feigned concern.

your father has gone

clung to Saskia’s hand, pouring out her grievances

just lost his way, making up for lost time with his newfound daughter. Just give him some

who had married so well