The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

"You're a cop, not a bandit!"

"You can't pass judgment without solid evidence!"

And let's not forget, that girl is Yuri's daughter.

Would they even survive if they crossed him?

The young officer's eyes blazed with fury: "You're just scared of crossing the Lynette family!"

With those harsh words, he stormed off.

Brittany, overhearing the argument, felt nothing but exhaustion.

The police had no substantial evidence, and Yuri, with his lawyer in tow, marched straight to the police station after seventy-two hours had elapsed. Brittany was taken back to the Lynette Manor.

The police said she needed to be available for the investigation and couldn't leave Craneville for the time being.

Brittany agreed.

Back at Lynette Manor, she rushed to the bathroom for a hot shower and slept soundly for the first time in days.

She had spent three whole days at the station-eating and drinking weren't issues, but her sleep there had been far from restful.

full day and night of sleep to

was back, she arrived,

"Why are you here?"

had a somewhat distant relationship. Why come

about Bri, came to check

skin crawl, making

asleep. Maybe later," Yuri said, just as Saskia felt she couldn't

"Alright."

stirred something

waking up and freshening up,

"Mom."

from school, hurried over: "Mom, when did you

she

had been on

down: "Just woke

neck, nuzzling into her embrace: "Mom, I missed you. Can I tell

couldn't help but smile, pinching

you play

"Yep, golf."

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