The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Noel stood in silence, his emotions a fortress that none could breach. It wasn't until his uncle, Graham Tanner, hustled through the door that the walls came crashing down.

Seeing Noel's tear-streaked face, Graham rushed to embrace his nephew.

Choking back sobs, Noel clung to him. "Uncle, my brother's gone. I don't have a brother anymore...'

The assistant's eyes welled up with tears at the sight. She had worked with Noel for years, yet this was the first time she witnessed his unguarded anguish, his face awash with grief like a dam burst open, the pain palpable and piercing.

She discreetly slipped out of the room to spare him any further embarrassment.

They spent the entire night together, ensconced in the solemnity of their shared sorrow.

As dawn broke, Graham emerged.

The assistant approached immediately. "Mr. Tanner, how's Noel?"

"Asleep," came the gravelly reply.

Graham demanded. He was determined to unearth every last

"Right away."

venerable old man was hospitalized from the shock of Isaac's demise. It was paramount for

midst of her interrogation. She was confessing to everything- the abduction of Brittany, the

absorbed each word, each admission. The

boys who had just begun to find their footing in the world,

taken the driver's seat in a desperate

will be prosecuted and could

"Good."

Craneville, should you fail to provide satisfactory justice, we will not hesitate to escalate

clout of the Tanner family and the pressure from the Lynette family, Leila had

Graham's thoughts finally turned to the niece-in-law he had yet to meet. "Where's

assistant informed softly. "From what we've heard, her condition isn't promising. Are you sure you want

sacrificed his life for her. How could

unable to withstand his

set at the hospital where Brittany was