SWNOVELS Chapter 938
Chapter 938
Saskia knew how hard Holden worked and how capable he was.
The Lynette family seemed fond of him on the surface, but the moment Brittany returned, her father was ready to leave
everything to her, turning Holden into the elephant in the room.
These days, the whole town was mocking Holden.
A sparrow may rise high, but it’s still a sparrow! Did he really think that being adopted made him one of the Lynettes? He was
nothing but a stepping stone!
Such rumors were incessant.
Every time Saskia thought about the vast family fortune going to Brittany, she seethed. with envy, lamenting her own fate for not
being born a Lynette daughter!
Holden massaged his temples. “Dad’s not going to change his mind so easily.”
Over the years, he’d made a tidy sum, investing in projects on the down-low and filling his coffers to the brim. Even if he couldn’t
match the Lynette wealth, his future was secure.
He thought Saskia was worried about their later years and reassured her in a soft voice, “Saskia, the Lynettes gave us a chance
to have food on the table and clothes on our backs. I’m grateful for that. Don’t worry, even without the Lynette name, I won’t let
you suffer.”
But Saskia wanted more than to avoid suffering; she wanted to stand at the top of the social pyramid. She knew, however, that
Holden was stubborn. He wouldn’t easily turn his back on the Lynettes.
“I understand,” she said.
After Holden left, Saskia made a call. “Look into everything about Juliana from thirty years ago.”
Leila had let something slip today; something from thirty years ago had to be connected.
Juliana’s marriage had been her doing!
Unaware that she was being targeted, Brittany finished her chat with Ysabel. It was past nine in the evening.
Isaac was waiting outside.
Before leaving, Ysabel couldn’t help but express her concern. “Now that the Lynettes have announced they’re giving everything
to you, everyone’s talking. Be careful.”
Feuds in high society are often bloodless battles, and Ysabel was worried that Brittany, inherently naive, would be harmed.
Brittany reassured her, “Ysabel, I can take care of myself.”
“It’s strange that the Lynettes are doing this. If they really wanted to give you everything, why not just write a will? Why announce
it publicly?”
Ysabel sensed that Yuri had ulterior motives.
Brittany couldn’t figure it out either but didn’t dwell on it. “Ysabel, don’t worry about me.”
Once Ysabel left, Brittany approached Isaac. “How long have you been here?”
“About half an hour,” Isaac replied truthfully. “You seemed to be enjoying your conversation with your friend, so I didn’t want to
interrupt.”
Brittany felt sorry for him, sensing the chill in his body, and ushered him into the car. “Next time, tell me in advance, or wait in the
car.”
Craneville had seen a harsh drop in temperature, and the whole city was blanketed in frost. Brittany could even feel the
dampness clinging to him.
Isaac turned on the heater. “I just wanted to see you sooner.”
Did he really miss her in the few seconds it took to get out of the car?
Brittany’s eyes crinkled with a smile as she intertwined her fingers with his.
“The branch office plans are underway, and if all goes well, we’ll start scouting locations in a few days.”
Isaac was serious about expanding, and Brittany was impressed by his swift action.
“What about Imperial City, then?”
“Noel has been doing well for years. It’s time for him to return to Grandeur Capital.”
Noel had made a splash in the financial sector, and it was time for Isaac to delegate some authority.
Understanding his motives, Brittany felt a deep gratitude. “Zakky, thank you.”
Isaac wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her lips tenderly, not wanting to miss a moment.
Isaac was a man of efficiency.
The next day, Nathan had already shortlisted a few sites and handed them to Isaac.
“Mr. Salter, these are the sites selected according to your specifications. Please have a look.”
Isaac took the documents, gave them a quick scan, and finally settled on an office building not far from the Lynette
Conglomerate headquarters.