The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 937

Brittany sighed, feeling a tad helpless. The bond between grandparents and grandchildren was epitomized in Yuri’s doting affection.

At the thought of the illustrious Yuri, known for his prowess in the boardroom, now playing the role of a domesticated granddad, lvy shivered at the mere idea.

“Ms. Dustin, care to join us for a bit?”

“No, thank you. I’m meeting some friends,” Brittany declined before they parted ways.

Ivy, elated with acquiring Brittany’s contact information, returned to their private booth where Saskia had just ended a phone call.

“Princess, I’ve got to run,” Saskia announced. Her mother Leila had overindulged in drinks at home, and Saskia needed to hurry back.

“Sure, see you next time,” Ivy replied.

Exiting the booth, Saskia rolled her eyes. Leila was always dramatic, insisting on Saskia’s company, as if she were some sort of miracle cure. Saskia found it tiresome, always being the go-to person for everything.

In a huff, Saskia nearly bumped into Brittany, who had just come out of the restroom.

Saskia immediately followed after her.

with Ysabel when some regular patrons interrupted them. Saskia recognized one

prominent figures in the political arena. She herself was a frequent

not of Lynette blood, could never secure a good

privilege, even her marriage prospects a cut above the rest. Yet, Saskia felt compelled to follow in Ivy’s

and stood to inherit

news of Isaac’s close ties to

marriage, wouldn’t Brittany become a laughingstock? Perhaps even her father might reconsider.

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Chapter 937

her mind made up, Saskia

still sobbing in bed, her eyes red

love woes, yet here was Leila,

disdain, Saskia feigned concern.

“Saskia, your father has gone too

pouring out her

just lost his way, making up for

had married so