The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

"Let's talk about the details then," Brittany said.

Zinnia's admiration for Brittany bordered on reverence. She wasn't after material gains; all she wanted was a chance to join the design team and unleash her creative potential. Brittany, of course, was not about to refuse her. A talented designer needed ample room for imagination.

In addition to Zinnia, Brittany also invited other designers to join YULI.

With fresh faces at YULI, the design department buzzed with new energy, like throwing a catfish into a school of sardines.

At the helm, Brittany launched the new line at the end of the month.

The excitement around YULI's latest offerings was palpable, and within a week, sales soared past half a billion!

Though not as explosively popular as Bri-jeweled Studio, for a brand that had been dormant for years, this was a significant achievement.

Riding the wave of success, Brittany enlisted several well-known designers to collaborate wholeheartedly on the new collection.

In just six months, YULI had turned its fortunes around, even surpassing the one billion mark in sales for the new quarter!

When Brittany first took over YULI, many were skeptical and waited for her to fail. Yet, in just half a year, YULI went from an underdog to a near top-tier brand.

Yuri was so impressed that he spared no expense to throw a grand celebration for Brittany.

paving the way

disliked such occasions. She spoke briefly before

shouldn't the young

hot commodity, and many were eyeing her, hoping to climb the social ladder by marrying

Brittany was busy with her career. Secondly, after six months of

someone she loves, I won't stand in her way," Yuri had said, knowing all too

seven-hour marathon meeting, Brittany was exhausted. Yet, she still had to attend the celebration that evening. Returning to

from her heart, though she couldn't pinpoint what it was. Her sleep was shallow, her mind never fully at ease even

the balcony

her eyes just as hands

plunged into darkness, and the intruder's eyes glinted menacingly. "Don't

metallic scent

was no friend. Otherwise, he wouldn't be covered

with a stern whisper, "I'll let go, but

man's handsome face was smeared with blood, making him

gravity of the situation, Brittany

released her and collapsed onto the bed, accidentally touching Brittany's hand against his wound. He groaned and then passed out. Brittany got out of

was drenched in blood, his arm deeply gashed. The thick smell