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.

followed after her.

them. Saskia

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

blood, could never secure a good marriage match

prospects a cut above the rest. Yet, Saskia felt compelled to follow in Ivy’s footsteps, hoping to gain more attention and a favorable

Isaac and stood to inherit all of

with the news of Isaac’s close ties to

marriage, wouldn’t Brittany become a laughingstock?

her mind made up,

the Lynettes’, Leila was still sobbing in bed, her eyes

who wallowed in love woes, yet here was Leila, the ultimate

aside her disdain, Saskia feigned

“Saskia, your father

hand, pouring out her grievances

her, “Mom, don’t be upset. Dad’s just lost his way, making up for lost time with his newfound daughter. Just give him

married so well was