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."

of the Crown Jewel Design Challenge commenced. The Lynette Conglomerate, with Brittany at the helm, had eyes on every application. Organizing the competition wasn't just a

discerning eye, sifted through hundreds of thousands of resumes, shortlisting over

as the organizer with a vested interest, she ensured the event stayed in the limelight, quickly climbing

the esteemed

gotten a reprieve from 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,

entire Lynette Conglomerate seemed to

not

progressed, with several impressive designers catching

wrapped up her work

chauffeur, unfamiliar with the route, inadvertently drove

tug at her heart as she gazed at the villa, a pang of recognition stirring within

the GPS, and Brittany stepped out of the car, walked up to the villa's

time to go," The chauffeur finally figured out the

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

nightmare - a pipe as thick as an arm crashing down, mixing with the rain, the cold,