The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

[The Lynette family was so loaded, could they really not afford a few hundred hangers-on? Were they about to hit skid row?]

[If you had ten grand in your pocket, would you hand it all over to some panhandler on the street?]

[The prize money's in the hundreds of millions - talk about deep pockets!]

No sooner had the announcement for the competition been made than it went viral, raking in hundreds of thousands of shares in less than thirty minutes.

In just three days, it drew hundreds of thousands of eager applicants.

Yuri hadn't expected such a groundswell of interest and encouraged Brittany to go all in.

Meanwhile, in Craneville, at a research institute.

"His condition has stabilized."

Elijah, who was tuning in to the latest on Brittany's grand preparations for the Crown Jewel Design Challenge, let a shadow flicker across his eyes. "Okay."

Lynette Conglomerate, with Brittany at the helm, had eyes on every application. Organizing the competition wasn't just a publicity stunt for YULI;

sifted through hundreds

was no stranger to the process. Now, as the organizer with a vested interest, she ensured the

sharp, even rivaling the esteemed Judge Meyer, catapulting her

with envy and resentment. She had tried to land a job with the Lynette Conglomerate years ago, only to be turned down

Lynette Conglomerate seemed to

Saskia not be green

progressed, with several

her work and headed back to the Lynette Mansion earlier than

with the route, inadvertently drove near the villa Brittany

as she gazed at

car, walked up to the villa's gate,

finally figured out the directions and called

the Lynette Mansion, Brittany's mind was haunted by the image of that villa; it felt

pipe as thick as an arm crashing down, mixing with the rain, the cold, hard drops splattering on her