The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 943

Saskia’s cheeks were flushed with a rosy tint as she considered her latest romantic conquest. While he might not be on par with Isaac or Holden in terms of prominence, he was still a catch in Craneville and, most importantly, he was smitten with her.

Saskia had a talent for pulling heartstrings, and with just a little effort, she had this man. wrapped around her finger, constantly seeking her company for dates. But Saskia wasn’t just looking for dates; she was aiming for a marriage.

Watching Saskia’s confident demeanor, Leila knew her daughter had a plan. “Saskia, if you truly like him, I won’t let you be at a disadvantage.”

Then, turning to Yuri, she inquired, “Yuri, for the upcoming birthday dinner, do could extend invitations to some royalty?”

Yuri was noncommittal. After all, Saskia bore the name of the Lynette family. Marrying into royalty would bring prestige to their family name. He sipped his coffee thoughtfully before responding, “We can.”

Saskia maintained her cool composure at the dinner table. After the meal, she got ready and left the house.

As she exited the Lynette estate, she couldn’t miss the bright red sports car parked not too far away. A young man stepped out as soon as he saw her approach. “Saskia,” he greeted her.

Saskia smiled, her eyes sparkling. “Hey there, Jonathan.”

at her voice. He hurriedly opened the passenger door for her.

her homework on Jonathan, figuring out exactly the type of woman

gentle, seemingly

she usually despised, the frail damsel, but

would you like? How about

was generous, especially when it came to Saskia, but she

happy living with

that

all the rumors about Mr. Lynette and Leila…”

divorce was widespread, and Jonathan was worried that Saskia might have

pang of sorrow, her eyes welling up. “Jonathan, do you see me

panicked at her tears. “Of course not, Saskia. I’m just concerned about you. Please, don’t be upset,” he pleaded.

like raindrops on a petal.

comfort, but he hesitated, fearing her rejection Finally, he carefully took her hand. “Saskia, I’m sorry, I’ll think of another gift, something better,

“I don’t want things that money can