The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 1170

Twila was all smiles, her voice bubbling with excitement. "Mom, is that handsome guy getting married?"

Hestia's eyes lingered on the TV, a mix of emotions swirling within her. "Yes, he is."

"That guy's wife looks a lot like you, Mom." Twila snuggled closer, her innocent eyes wide. "But you're way prettier."

Hestia chuckled softly, her heart warmed by her daughter's words. "You sure know how to cheer me up."

Back in her youth, Hestia had indeed been a beauty - it was what caught Eltham's eye in the first place. But the years had taken their toll, carving lines of life's hardships deep into her face. Brittany, on the other hand, seemed to have been kissed by time, appearing even more graceful and composed at thirty-something than ever before.

Twila, however, wouldn't have it any other way. "In my eyes, Mom, you're the most beautiful."

Hestia smiled, touched. "Oh, you-"

After Twila drifted off to sleep, Hestia tucked her in and stood up, only to be startled by a knock on the door.

could it be at this late hour?

the door, she hesitated. "Who

"Ms. Bennett."

voice replied,

door, meeting the assistant's icy gaze. "Ms.

stumbled backward, confusion written all over her face. "How did you know I

modest apartment. "We didn't, until today. His Highness was with Ms. Lynette for a prenatal appointment when he stumbled upon you." Hestia shivered, a sense of dread washing over

let's cut to the chase," the assistant interrupted, his voice cold. "You went

flushed with embarrassment, her earlier resolve crumbling.

doesn't matter why you're back," the assistant cut her off

"What?" Hestia echoed, perplexed.

Craneville, making yourself known to us... What's your angle? Money? Something else?" Hestia clenched her fists, feeling as though she had been slapped.

Ten? A hundred

the assistant's eyes was palpable. "Ms. Bennett, your appetite has certainly grown over

pale

she should have never returned to