The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

The news of Brittany's kidnapping spread through Craneville like wildfire, stirring up a widespread commotion.

Yuri rallied every resource he could muster, dedicating all his energy to tracking down Isaac's whereabouts.

A wrecked car was found at the bottom of a cliff, its shape grotesquely twisted. The police struggled to pry it open, only to find it empty.

Isaac had vanished without a trace.

According to the car's dash cam footage, Isaac, severely injured and tumbling down the cliffside, had slim chances of survival. The police scoured a thirty-mile radius in full force.

Some of Isaac's belongings, including a ring, were recovered, but beyond these items, there was no further trace of him.

"Mr. Lynette," the officer said gravely, "considering the current circumstances, it's highly likely that Mr. Isaac Salter is no longer with us."

Badly hurt and fallen off a cliff, the odds of being alive were slim.

They had searched for miles around and found no sign of Isaac. And the area, scarcely trodden by human feet, made it almost impossible for anyone to have rescued him.

Yuri slammed his fist on the table, his face clouded with anger. "No matter what, you need to find him!"

Isaac, he was still his grandson's father. He couldn't just

cross Yuri, the police embarked on

days passed without

to Holden, while he stayed at

injury and was

day and night until even the butler couldn't bear to watch anymore. "Mr. Lynette, perhaps you

had said it would be some time

they found

whispered, "it was someone from

Leila?

"I haven't touched her family, and they

butler was also surprised by Leila's audacity. Knowing how much Mr. Lynette cared, yet

Brittany's condition was precarious.

engaged the best medical team, insisting

made a

Brittany to be so lucky as

Her frustration was palpable.

immediately booked a flight, planning to flee Craneville. Yet, before she could even leave