The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 951

But tonight, Saskia had deliberately orchestrated a run-in between her, Isaac, and Brittany. When her subtle ploy failed, she laid her cards on the table.

Saskia was after more than just a good show; she wanted to see Ivy and Brittany locked in a battle of wills. After all, in the ensuing chaos, she stood to gain the most, like a fisherman reaping the rewards of a turbulent sea.

“Saskia, thanks for the heads up,” Ivy said, her eagerness cooled by the revelation. She didn’t mind being used as a pawn by Saskia, but being played for a fool was another matter entirely.

“It’s getting late; I should head out.”

With that, Ivy turned and left, knowing she’d need to keep her distance from Saskia from now on.

Getting into her car, the butler noticed her change in demeanor. “Your Highness, you don’t seem to be in high spirits.”

“What’s your opinion of Brittany?” Ivy asked him.

“Ms. Dustin is a formidable businesswoman, a rare talent indeed,” he replied with sincere admiration.

who do you think is more capable, her

had always been loyal to Ivy, but

silence was

go home,” Ivy said, and they

her people dig into Brittany and Isaac’s backgrounds and discovered their relationship had always been strong. Even when Isaac was left with nothing due to Brittany’s actions, he had

had made some regrettable moves in

intense possessiveness.

a gift from Jonathan.

she had thought. Sadly, she had

quite a stir, even making the next day’s news.

diner, his uniform replaced by weariness. To save money, he rented a damp basement apartment that reeked of mildew. Before his fall from grace, he

and slept for a mere three hours before getting up. After a quick wash and stuffing some toast into his

but he was desperate for money, so overtime was a must.

serving with humble efficiency and always greeting customers with a smile, no matter

after over an hour of hard work, someone tapped him on the shoulder. “Jonathan, some patrons upstairs are asking for you. You better go check

he said, wiping sweat from