SWNOVELS Chapter 943
Saskia's cheeks were flushed with a rosy tint as she considered her latest romantic conquest. While he might not be on par with Isaac or Holden in terms of prominence, he was still a catch in Craneville and, most importantly, he was smitten with her. Saskia had a talent for pulling heartstrings, and with just a little effort, she had this man wrapped around her finger, constantly seeking her company for dates. But Saskia wasn't just looking for dates; she was aiming for a marriage. Watching Saskia's confident demeanor, Leila knew her daughter had a plan. "Saskia, if you truly like him, I won't let you be at a disadvantage."
Then, turning to Yuri, she inquired, "Yuri, for the upcoming birthday dinner, do you think we could extend invitations to some royalty?"
Yuri was noncommittal. After all, Saskia bore the name of the Lynette family. Marrying into royalty would bring prestige to their family name. He sipped his coffee thoughtfully before responding, "We can." Saskia maintained her cool composure at the dinner table. After the meal, she got ready and left the house.
As she exited the Lynette estate, she couldn't miss the bright red sports car parked not too far away. A young man stepped out as soon as he saw her approach. "Saskia," he greeted her.
Saskia smiled, her eyes sparkling. "Hey there, Jonathan."
Jonathan Metzger's heart melted at her voice. He hurriedly opened the passenger door for her. "Saskia, please, get in."
Saskia nodded. She had done her homework on Jonathan, figuring out exactly the type of woman he desired. She had meticulously crafted herself to fit that ideal.
Demure, gentle, seemingly helpless.
It was a persona she usually despised, the frail damsel, but it was exactly what Jonathan fell for.
As Jonathan drove, he bubbled with excitement. "Saskia, your birthday is coming up. What gift would you like? How about I buy you a house in Bay Community? It's perfect for investment or for you to live in." Jonathan was generous, especially when it came to Saskia, but she wasn't interested in such material things.
"No need, I'm happy living with Mom," she declined softly.
Her rejection only strengthened Jonathan's belief that Saskia wasn't interested in his wealth.
"But considering all the rumors about Mr. Lynette and Leila..."
The gossip about Yuri's potential divorce was widespread, and Jonathan was worried that Saskia might have to leave the Lynette family if it came to pass.
Saskia felt a pang of sorrow, her eyes welling up. "Jonathan, do you see me as a burden? Or are you trying to secure my future with a house?"
Jonathan panicked at her tears. "Of course not, Saskia. I'm just concerned about you. Please, don't be upset," he pleaded.
Saskia's tears fell like raindrops on a petal.
Jonathan's heart shattered. He slammed on the brakes and wanted to hold her, to offer comfort, but he hesitated, fearing her rejection. Finally, he carefully took her hand. "Saskia, I'm sorry. I'll think of another gift, something better, okay?" Saskia looked up at him, her eyes glistening. "I don't want things that money can buy. It's the thought that counts."
Jonathan readily agreed.
To appease Saskia, he secretly purchased a luxurious villa and transferred the deed to her name. When Saskia learned of this, she cried anew, leaving Jonathan at a loss.
"Jonathan, I'm just an adopted daughter of the Lynette family. If people find out about this gift, they'll speculate..." Saskia sobbed. "I'm used to being the subject of gossip, but you're so good, Jonathan. I don't want you to be talked about." Jonathan hadn't expected such consideration from her. "Don't worry, nobody will know it's from me. You can tell people you bought it yourself."
"Jonathan..."
"Saskia, I know I'm not good enough yet, but I will work harder," Jonathan promised earnestly. "I will make things right for you!" Saskia choked back sobs.
Jonathan pulled her into his arms, vowing to cherish this wonderful girl and make her his wife! For a lifetime, he would adore her! Saskia's lips curled into a sly smile as she wiped her tears. All it took were a few teardrops to secure a villa and a promise. What a fool!