The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

After work, the employees hopped onto the shuttle in groups, heading to a fancy buffet restaurant in Craneville that was well-known for its steep prices, averaging about $500 per person. Many had wanted to try it out, but the cost had deterred them until now.

The restaurant was entirely booked by Brittany for the evening. Other than a few VIP clients, everyone there was part of the YULI team.

Brittany sat at a table with Jared and the managers from the design and public relations departments.

"So, Ms. Lynette, the competition is heating up. What are your plans moving forward?" asked the PR manager, Yuri's pick, who was fully aligned with Brittany's vision.

"We'll be launching a new line." Brittany ordered a steak, cutting a piece and savoring it slowly, enjoying the rich flavor as it melted in her mouth.

"Sounds good."

Jared, having been reprimanded earlier, had lost his appetite.

Brittany pretended not to notice and continued eating until she excused herself to visit the restroom.

While Brittany was away, Elijah spotted her and swiftly approached. "Brittany."

on her face. "Do

in college." Elijah smiled warmly. "I heard you were injured recently. Are you fully

better, thank you." Brittany recognized him as someone from her past, though she couldn't recall any specifics. "I'm sorry, I seem to have forgotten a lot about those days." "No worries, we'll just get to

information, and Elijah asked, "Are you

a company

assistant appeared, and Brittany bid Elijah goodbye, returning to the bustling

and Brittany headed home, receiving a message from Elijah: [Bri, are you free tomorrow

tightly packed, divided into countless

free in three days.

days it is.

Brittany agreed happily.

progressed, it gained momentum with a constant emergence of talented designers. On the final day, Brittany, the host, attended and watched as one designer after another showcased their

a dark horse named Zinnia, a college student whose designs outshone many seasoned professionals. Her skills were raw, driven more by pure talent, making her a top

a nearly perfect design, eliciting

the trophy, she experienced a moment of déjà vu, as if she once