The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Yuri loathed her so deeply that he'd rather let the whole world know he'd been cuckolded than stay tethered to her? To end this marriage? The envelope was thick, its packaging intact. Yet its contents, if exposed, would reduce everything she'd built over the years to ashes! Perched above her, Yuri peered down at Leila. "You know exactly what's in here."

"Hand it over, let me see," Dylan quickly ordered his grandson, eager to see what could drive Yuri to such fury.

"No, you can't!"

Leila was quicker, snatching the envelope. "These things can't be seen."

Dylan was confused. "Leila, I thought you didn't want a divorce. Open it, let me see. I'll stand by you."

Leila's face was pale, her head shaking uncontrollably. "No, it can't be done."

Dylan moved to advance on her.

Leila, still pale, retreated continuously. "No, we can't let these things out..."

Yuri in desperation. "I agree

he snatched the envelope, tearing it open for

and lining her own

on her side, changed color, gripping his cane tightly. The others clenched their teeth in anger; that money should have been theirs! "Stop reading, stop! I'll sign.

the ultimate scandal, embezzlement was a minor issue. She knew Yuri well-if she

her cheeks. "Yuri, I truly loved you.

Yuri's lingering thoughts of Juliana, how could she ever have strayed, let alone be caught

signed, the marriage

in a huff of indignation. The rest of the Lynette family

could

collapsed on the ground, drained of all

stack of photos from the envelope and tossing them at Leila's feet. "I haven't exposed these, but if you dare to cross Bri again, I guarantee they'll hit the media immediately." Leila, ashen and tear-streaked, clung to Yuri's legs. "Yuri, please don't do

shaking off Leila's grasp and crouching before her. "Tell me, Leila, does the mysterious disappearance of Juliana from Craneville

a hand.