The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

After the wedding, Saskia moved out of the grand Lynette Mansion.

The Brandt family had prepared a lavish honeymoon suite, and that night, Saskia and her new husband, Gabriel Brandt, were lost in each other's embrace. Saskia had met her fair share of suitors over the years but never took the final plunge until now.

Gabriel was more than pleased with his bride.

After their passionate evening, he held Saskia close and kissed her damp forehead. "I've talked it over with Mom; let's start trying for a baby soon."

He wasn't getting any younger, and it was time to think about children.

Saskia was prepared for this. "Okay, whatever you think is best."

Gabriel loved her compliant and sensible nature.

The very next day, they embarked on a month-long honeymoon adventure.

Post-nuptials, Leila dove headfirst into the world of high tea parties and soirees with the social elite. She had planned to smear Brittany's reputation, but to her dismay, the ladies held Brittany in high regard, having rubbed shoulders with her in the past.

point of losing

was oblivious to these dramas, content with work and spending time with Daniel and Isaac, living

on Craneville, shrouding the

to even leave the house, let alone go to work, preferring to curl up at home, dealing with work matters

own duties and whisked the family away to a countryside hot springs resort for a week of relaxation before returning to Craneville. Back in Craneville, Brittany received a call from the Lynette family, inviting them over for dinner that evening.

some house slippers, and he scampered upstairs

smile faded

with utmost respect, "Ms.

led

Brittany's awkward status in the Lynette family and Leila's disdain for her. But he knew the stakes. Brittany was blood, and

expected to see Mr. Lynette in such a grounded and approachable manner. "Here you are," said Yuri, as Daniel, nestled in his

fondness for Daniel but felt it should be

him down

and carrying the boy