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..."

as she turned to Yuri in desperation. "I agree

and he snatched the envelope, tearing it open for

is suspected of embezzling over ten billion, indulging her family, and lining her own pockets, leading to losses of over ten

cane tightly. The others clenched their teeth in anger; that money should have been

minor issue. She knew Yuri well-if she didn't sign now, she'd be utterly

penned her name, tears rolling down her cheeks. "Yuri, I truly loved you. Why couldn't you ever accept me?" She lamented over

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

divorce papers signed, the

of indignation. The rest of the Lynette family followed,

Leila-how could

on the ground, drained of all

if you dare to cross Bri again, I guarantee they'll hit the media immediately."

Juliana from Craneville all those years ago have anything to do with you?' Leila's head shook frantically. "I don't know anything. I swear I don't know

hand. "Pack