The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 684

Daniel usually went to bed at around 10 p.m., but that night, he was still awake at 11.

"Mom said she would come to the Parent-Child Sports Day with me this weekend. Can you come too, Dad?"

His voice was barely audible as he finished his sentence, because he feared rejection.

Isaac looked at his son's innocent face and replied, "Of course."

Daniel's eyes lit up. He wanted to hug Isaac but remembered what his etiquette teacher had taught him about manners.

"Thank you, Dad."

Isaac nodded in approval, signaling him to head upstairs.

Daniel obediently went to his room.

Brittany watched the interaction between father and son. It was more like a boss and his employee than a parent and child.

"I heard from Emily that you're planning to send him to Selective School next semester?" She asked Isaac.

"He's getting older. It's about time," Isaac replied, loosening his tie. His eyes held a hint of darkness as he continued to say, "I started there when I was just three. Daniel has been too unruly these past few years. It's time for him to go."

Selective School was considered the best school in their social circle. The tuition fee was a six-figure sum, and the curriculum was tailored to each student's needs. For Daniel, it wasn't just about academics but also about learning etiquette, playing musical instruments, horse riding, chess, and even tea ceremonies.

Those schools catered to the elite, producing heirs to the prominent families in Imperial City.

"I think he's still a child. He should at least have a happy childhood," Brittany countered, "We could consider a private school. Both the teaching quality and the environment are first-class."

Isaac was surprised that Brittany actually cared about Daniel's education. There was a moment of astonishment, but he quickly shook his head and described the situation, "He's going to take over the Salter family business. He needs to get used to that sooner rather than later."

He had started working in the company when he was just fifteen or sixteen, handling billion-dollar projects by the age of seventeen. Daniel was already five. Compared to his peers, he was behind.

Brittany wanted to keep on arguing, but Isaac suddenly softened his tone, saying, "There's no room for negotiation on this. It's for Daniel's own good. Besides, I think he wants to go to Selective School too."