The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Hestia had been around the block a few times with her fair share of romances, including a notable one with Eltham.

Nathan, officially an assistant to Isaac, enjoyed a compensation package that rivaled the executives at Majestic Ventures, pulling in a seven-figure salary, which ballooned to eight with stock dividends. Moreover, Nathan came from a well-to-do family, his every move exuding an effortless elegance.

Hestia was on edge, worried about her daughter Lily's health and feeling out of place.

Nathan, reading her like an open book, handed her a bottle of water, saying, "Don't worry, Lily will bounce back."

Taking a sip, Hestia ventured, "Nathan, you've never mentioned who your boss is."

"Isaac Salter."

Hestia nearly choked on her water. "A Salter?!"

Isaac, wasn't he the ex of Eltham's fiancée?

So, this was their game, roping her in to throw Eltham off balance?

"Eltham and I are history. It's been years. If you're planning to use me to get to him, I'm afraid you're wasting your time="

"Ms. Bennett, did you know you and Ms. Lynette share a striking resemblance?" Nathan wasn't deterred. "Maybe, Eltham has been pining for you all these years."

The idea left Hestia with a strange expression, followed by a dismissive chuckle. "Impossible."

After all, it was Eltham who had her ousted from Craneville.

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eyes welled up with relief. "Finally,

watched her, feeling

abuse and struggling to raise a daughter alone... Maybe, when this was all over, he could secure a future for Hestia and Lily,

door, leaving mother

...

towards Eltham. Eltham, undeterred, visited daily, sharing meals and showing a concern that belied his earlier harshness. Brittany found his change unbearable, a slow torment.

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"Cooperate, and I might