The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 935

“Sure thing.”

After a hearty meal of roast chicken and mashed potatoes, Daniel clung to Yuri, so Yuri took him to the study.

Saskia watched their retreating figures, biting her lip with a touch of envy.

In the living room, Brittany lay wearily on Isaacs knees, cocooned in his jacket with her eyes closed, resting.

Isaac, ever the gentleman, sat with impeccable posture. His large hand rested on Brittany’s waist, gently caressing it.

Saskia brought over two steaming cups of coffee, eager to make conversation.

“Mr. Salter,” she began, trying to sound casual, I heard from my brother that you’re from Imperial City?”

Isaac accepted the coffee but didn’t drink. “That’s right.”

Saskia sat down. “An impressive man like you and Bri make the perfect couple. How long have you been married?”

“Coming up on seven years,” Isaac replied truthfully.

They had been married for seven years, but during a five-year hiatus, spanning over nineteen hundred days and nights, he was absent for Brittany’s most crucial moments.

Seven years.

infamous seven-year itch. No man, she mused, especially one as wealthy and powerful as Isaac, could resist

perfect as it

that thought, Saskia’s jealousy subsided a bit. She kept the conversation

the charade and interrupted Saskia, “Ms. Lynette, my wife

lifted Brittany and carried

rejection. Usually, men flocked to her. Despite lowering her defenses and initiating a conversation with Isaac, he remained impervious.

her phone rang.

It was Ivy.

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up?” Saskia answered.

join?” Ivy’s background noise suggested

be right

meticulously, and left, satisfied with

café, Saskia entered and shed her coat. “Sorry, I’m

center of attention, surrounded by her

Lynette family name, Saskia thrived in high society.