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.

when some regular patrons interrupted them. Saskia recognized one of them immediately – Mrs. Hartman,

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

secure a good

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 Ivy’s footsteps, hoping to gain more attention and a

inherit all of Yuri’s wealth, a fact that Saskia

ties

Brittany’s marriage, wouldn’t Brittany become a laughingstock? Perhaps even her

made up, Saskia slipped

still sobbing in

in love woes,

disdain, Saskia feigned concern.

lamented, “Saskia, your father

clung to Saskia’s hand, pouring out her grievances against

listened, her patience wearing thin, yet consoled her, “Mom, don’t be upset. Dad’s just lost his way, making up for lost

daughter who had married so