The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 929

The children’s park was buzzing with excitement.

Ivy stepped into the park, and the person in charge was busy giving a rundown of all the fun activities to the group of reporters snapping photos left and right.

As the face of royal charity, Ivy carried herself with grace, a gentle smile playing on her lips.

Her presence was like a whirlwind, catching the eyes of many.

"Isn't that the little princess?"

"Yes, that's Princess Ivy. She's the darling of the palace, always in the spotlight. Looks like she's here for the Fun Park this time."

"The royal family's funded the construction of this place. They're sure to make a big deal out of it."

"Princess Ivy's twenty-seven, isn't she? I heard she's betrothed to the Hartmans. Perhaps wedding bells are in the air?"

"Don't get me started. The Hartman heir had that scandalous affair with the Ulbricht girl, all lovey-dovey. Then when the Ulbrichts went belly up, he dropped her like a hot potato."

A knowing bystander shook their head. "These high-society marriages are all about interests, not true love."

The murmurs grew louder and even reached Ivy's ears. She felt a twinge of annoyance but kept her composure.

The camera caught only joyful scenes throughout the park.

Suddenly, into the frame dashed a little boy, the epitome of cherubic charm, basketball in hand, nailing a perfect three-pointer!

Dressed in understated yet limited-edition gear, it was clear to any discerning eye that the boy was a sports prodigy.

With every shot he took, his pale face, glistening with sweat, exuded the vigor of youth.

Ivy, adhering to the day's agenda, was to mingle with the kids, and her gaze naturally landed on the boy.

She slipped into a sporty outfit and approached him. "Hey there, champ. Can I join you for a game?"

Daniel had been playing all afternoon and was pleasantly surprised to see Ivy. "Can I ask my mom first?"

His mom had always said to be wary of strangers.