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.

the point of losing

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

descended on Craneville, shrouding the city in

the house, let alone go to work, preferring to curl up at home, dealing with work matters from the comfort of

shelved his 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. She had a hunch; it must be Saskia's homecoming. The family of three arrived at

Daniel into some house slippers, and

smile faded

greeted Brittany with utmost

led Isaac inside. "Did you enjoy your

wonderful," Gabriel replied, well aware of Brittany's awkward status in the Lynette family and Leila's disdain for her. But he knew

see Mr. Lynette in such a grounded and approachable manner. "Here you are," said Yuri,

father's fondness for Daniel

him down now; he's

no spring chicken, and carrying