The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 573

Daniel was nestled in Brittany’s arms, thinking, “I must look a lot like my mom. She did give birth to me after all!”

“Really?” Brittany couldn’t tell.

William thought their intimacy was a bit off the charts, probably due to fate. “You do look a bit like her.”

Brittany lifted Daniel, giving him a good once-over, “Maybe you do look a bit like me. No wonder I like you so much.”

“And mom is my favorite too.”

Daniel showered Brittany with a bunch of slobbery kisses, leaving her face all wet, but she didn’t mind having a blast with Daniel.

William, shaking his head with a smile, asked, “Has Daniel’s father been in touch?”

Daniel perked up at this.

Before Brittany could respond, Daniel said, “Dad is really busy with work. He doesn’t have much time for me.”

Brittany pinched Daniel’s cheek. It was all squishy, “I’ve met his father before. I guess he’s too busy to take care of Daniel.”

She was worried that William wouldn’t like Daniel, and Hannah Chester’s words still echoed in her ears, “I’ll talk to his father after this busy period.”

knew what Brittany was thinking, “I really like Daniel. If his father agreed, we can consider him our godson, we

Daniel was a good kid. Plus Brittany liked him a lot, of course, he was

about this before, but hearing this, she

William’s proposal, Daniel’s eyes grew even more significant. He didn’t want to be a godson. He

be a godson.” Daniel

this,

heavy rain outside. She was a bit worried, “With this heavy rain, there

rooms at home. I wanted you to stay before, but you refused. With the

pondered for a few seconds, then agreed.

turned to William, “You shouldn’t go home either tonight.

rain was pouring, and the driver had left.

bear the thought of sending William home alone.

for dinner. Brittany didn’t stand on ceremony, and the nanny joined them for

chatted while eating.

got a whole bunch of kisses and cuddles from Brittany,

a satisfying meal, the nanny took Daniel to wash

almost ready. Only the bedding

said to William, “Help me make

and followed her

room was close to Brittany’s, only separated by a

two-meter bed, a row of wardrobes next to it, and a book wall on the opposite side. The window led to the balcony outside, and if it weren’t for the rain, there would be moonlight shining on the floor, weaving a net that belonged only to the