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.

“And who do you think is more capable, her or me?”

been loyal to

silence was answer

home,” Ivy said, and they drove

backgrounds and discovered their relationship had always been

had to reflect. Perhaps she had made some regrettable

intense possessiveness. Now that she knew about Brittany and Isaac, she would never let

her room and, quite by chance, pulled out a gift from Jonathan. With no hesitation, she tossed it straight into

than she had thought. Sadly, she

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at the moment.

birthday gala had caused quite a stir, even

rented a damp basement apartment that reeked of mildew. Before his fall from grace, he wouldn’t have given such a place a second glance, but now, he had no luxury of choice.

collapsed into bed and slept for a mere three hours before getting up. After a quick wash and stuffing some toast into his mouth, he left

diner.

desperate for money,

had adapted quickly, serving with humble efficiency and always

hard work, someone tapped him on the shoulder. “Jonathan, some patrons

wiping sweat from his