The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Brittany caught the playful undertone in Isaac’s voice. “My dad’s decision has undoubtedly ruffled some feathers in the Lynette family. I’m worried…”

She feared retribution from other members of the Lynette’s family.

Isaac didn’t share her concern. “You’re a Lynette, Brittany. Your return has shaken up the status quo, stepped on some toes. Even if they wouldn’t do anything about it, you can bet they’re thinking about it.”

Brittany rubbed her temples. “I just want to go back to Imperial City.”

“Seems like we’ll have to wait a bit longer for that.” Isaac had a hunch they weren’t going anywhere anytime soon.

Brittany felt the same.

“Have you made up with Mr. Lynette?” Isaac remembered she’d been calling Yuri ‘Dad’ all this time.

Brittany hesitated for a fraction of a second. “He’s been really good to me.”

From Yuri, she’d felt the paternal love she’d craved for so long. It was more than she could resist.

Isaac nodded in understanding. “Bri, you’re his flesh and blood. In the whole wide world, there are few as close as you two. Mr. Lynette’s had a hard time these past years; spend some time with him.”

After Grace’s passing, Isaac’s perspective on many things had shifted.

As the old saying goes, ‘make hay while the sun shines.’

Brittany wrapped her arms around his neck, and they shared a tender, milk-flavored kiss. Isaac carried her back to the bedroom, gently laying her down.

He hovered over her, and Brittany let out a soft cry, willingly embracing the moment.

After a night of passion that nearly left her spent, Brittany slept in until past eleven. She woke to find a little bundle of warmth, Daniel, snuggled against her, cheek nuzzling into her chest.

“Mommy.”

Brittany, still half-asleep, pulled Daniel closer, her hand gently patting his back. “Shh, sleep with Mommy, honey.”

Overcome by sleepiness, Daniel nestled into Brittany’s embrace and drifted off sweetly. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Isaac had risen early. He had spent nearly half a month in Craneville, and Grandeur Capital was piling up with tasks needing his attention.

After a grueling three-hour conference call, Isaac returned to the bedroom intending to wake Brittany but stopped short at the sight of mother and son curled up together.

Their peaceful faces lay side by side, absurdly endearing.

He tiptoed to the bed and, lifting the covers, joined the embrace. He hadn’t been tired, but something about the sight of them brought on a wave of drowsiness.

That nap was one of the sweetest he’d ever had.

When Brittany awoke again, she found Daniel in her embrace. He showered her with kisses, and it melted her heart. She laughed softly, lifting him in her arms. “Feeling better?”

“No more ouchies,” Daniel murmured from her embrace, “Wanna go play outside.”

With no pressing matters that day, Brittany considered it and agreed. “Alright, I’ll take you out to play.”

After a family breakfast, they took Daniel to the nearby children’s park.

Daniel, brimming with energy, reigned supreme in the playground, while Brittany, camera in hand, captured the fleeting moments. Beside her stood Isaac, looking every bit the guardian deity.

Meanwhile, just beyond the children’s park, a royal motorcade pulled to a stop.

The head of the entourage opened the door, and Ivy stepped out, her presence refreshingly vibrant, turning heads.

With a radiant smile, Ivy followed the entourage leader into the park.

The children’s park, funded by the government for public welfare, was celebrating its annual anniversary. As a royal patron and the face of the festivities, Ivy made her attendance a tradition.

This year, her arrival was even greater in strength and impetus.