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."

eyes on every application. Organizing the competition wasn't just a publicity stunt for YULI; it was also

hundreds

interest, she ensured the event stayed in the limelight, quickly

even rivaling the esteemed Judge Meyer, catapulting her

morning sickness, only to see Brittany basking in glory, which left her fuming with envy and resentment. She had tried to land a job with the Lynette Conglomerate years ago, only to be turned down by Yuri, who claimed she wasn't cut

to be rolling out the

Saskia not be

it progressed, with several impressive designers catching

of the finale, Brittany wrapped up her work and

drove near the villa Brittany

a strange tug at her heart as she gazed at the

with the GPS, and Brittany stepped out of the car, walked up to the

out the directions and called Brittany back

Mansion, Brittany's mind was haunted by the image of that

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