The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 613

Over the past five years, Lionel’s name had skyrocketed in Imperial City. He was tough as nails and sharp as a tack, and any project he set his sights on made him a boatload of money. Then, he was about to tie the knot, and his pick of the litter was a catch from the Chester family. Once they got married, the two families would have joined at the hip, raking in the big bucks.

Brittany was ticked off at Isaac for snooping through her stuff. She snapped, “Mr. Salter, ever heard of respecting people’s privacy? You think it’s a hoot to go through my stuff?”

Isaac’s face fell at her words.

Seeing a fight brewing, Daniel tugged at Brittany’s sleeve and said, “Mommy, I want more food.” Brittany realized she’d lost her cool in front of her kid, so she swallowed her anger and continued feeding him, “Eat slowly.”

Daniel opened his mouth, satisfied, “Mommy, you’re my favorite.”

Brittany had heard a lot of Daniel’s sweet talk, but she still couldn’t help but chuckle, “Such a good boy.”

Once he was stuffed to the gills, Daniel started hollering for a bath. He had a wound on his head that couldn’t get wet. Brittany put down her thermos and said, “Daniel, I’ll help you.”

Daniel’s eyes widened, and he shook his head immediately, “No, boys and girls shouldn’t get too close. I’ll do it myself!”

Brittany was amused by his words, “No, you have a wound on your head.”

If the wound got wet, it could be a hot mess.

at Isaac, “Daddy, will you

face and was moved. He took off

aback, “Do you know how?”

like the type who’d know how to bathe a

hadn’t bathed Daniel before, but he had bathed Brittany. Wasn’t

bathing that hard? I used to

turned red in anger. She didn’t expect him

lips. Being angry was better than having a poker face; at least she was showing

come with me.”

inclined to Brittany than Isaac. But Isaac didn’t give him a chance to choose, he picked

off your clothes.”

tub, unbuttoning his clothes. Isaac adjusted the shower’s temperature, and after making sure it was just right, he held

slow, struggling with

impatient. He reached out and said, “Come here.”

carefully avoiding the wound

was Isaac’s first

he understood the concept of gender, he insisted on bathing himself.

his skin was smooth. Isaac didn’t