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.

narrowed sharply, and he snatched the envelope, tearing it open for

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

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.

issue. She knew Yuri well-if

scrambled together, her hand trembling as she penned her name, tears rolling down her cheeks. "Yuri, I truly loved you. Why couldn't you ever

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

signed, the marriage

left in a huff of indignation. The rest of

by Leila-how could

on the ground, drained of

they'll hit the media immediately." Leila, ashen and tear-streaked, clung

off Leila's grasp and crouching before her. "Tell me, Leila, does the mysterious disappearance of Juliana from Craneville all those years ago have anything to do with you?' Leila's

hand. "Pack