The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 869

In the local daycare, everyone knew Daniel’s dad was Isaac Salter, a renowned and privileged gentleman from the heart of the city. Isaac, born into privilege and blessed with remarkable talents, was always courteous to the teachers when dropping off and picking up his son.

Hana, who came from a decent family herself, chose to work at the school to tap into better opportunities. When a fellow teacher noticed her chatting with Isaac, she approached with a word of caution.

“Hana, don’t get yourself into trouble. Mr. Salter is a married man, after all.”

Hana dismissed the concern with a wave of her hand. “They’re separated, haven’t remarried yet.”

As long as there wasn’t a reconciliation, Hana believed she had a shot. She was single, not lacking in looks or background when compared to Brittany. Why shouldn’t she strive for her happiness?

The teacher shook her head. She had done her part in warning Hana. If the young woman wouldn’t listen, there was nothing more she could do.

Riding in the sleek black car, Daniel piped up, “Daddy, do you think Ms. Hana is pretty?”

“Your mom is prettier,” Isaac responded, tossing the A4 sheet aside. “Don’t tell your mom that I spoke with Ms. Hana.”

Brittany, for all her composed exterior, had a jealous streak. Isaac didn’t want to upset her. Daniel tilted his chin up, “I like Ms. Hana. She’s nice and pretty. She gives me ice cream and cupcakes, and tells me stories!”

Isaac chuckled softly. “Remember to say thank you if your teacher is good to you.”

“Okay.”

Once they arrived at the studio, Daniel sprinted ahead to find Brittany.

“Mommy…”

hearing her son’s voice, Brittany softened visibly.

marveled at the power

soon as he saw

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rose, “Ms. Dustin, I’ve got to run, let’s

“Sure.”

secretary saw the client out, Daniel rushed to embrace Brittany. “Mommy, I missed

Brittany adored this about him. She pinched his cheek playfully, “Didn’t

up to her, “But I love Mommy the most, a hundred times

Ms. Hana was, planting a kiss on his chin. “Where is Daddy?”

“Ms. Dustin, time to wrap up,” Isaac knocked on the office door, a

lately. Remember, you’ve got a

blushed at the word ‘husband’. “Alright, let’s

reservations at a steakhouse, Brittany’s

Brittany, much to Isaac’s chagrin.

“Daniel, come here.”

to

his son, Isaac looked

for her attention, Brittany poured Isaac a glass of wine.

hand, his thumb brushing over her palm in

tried to pull away, but Isaac’s grip tightened. “Ms. Dustin, in business, there’s no room

choice,

go, the corners of his eyes crinkling

annoyance.