The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Saskia had already gone to bed when she heard Yuri's voice change, alerting her that something was wrong. She pushed Gabriel aside in a rush. "I need to go home."

Gabriel, his clothes in disarray, was incredulous. "Now?"

At this hour, she wanted to go back?

Saskia couldn't afford to delay. "You're coming with me."

Gabriel was impatient but wouldn't let Saskia go alone. He changed quickly, and together, under the cover of night, they hurried back to the Lynette Mansion. Gabriel was still trying to grasp what was happening.

As they entered the living room, a flying coffee mug greeted them, aimed straight at Saskia!

"Dad!"

The mug hit Saskia, cutting her forehead and drawing blood. Yuri's face was stormy. "Really, Saskia!"

Trembling with pain, Saskia managed, "Dad, what's happened?"

Yuri, fuming with anger, grabbed a stack of documents. "Take a good look at this!"

As Saskia saw what was in the documents, her face drained of color, her gaze shifting back to Yuri in shock.

wrong that you would betray my daughter like this!"

caught

on her forehead, she retorted with a cold laugh, "Treated me like your

dare you say that? At my wedding, you gave me a mere three hundred million dollars

does she get to choose any department she fancies while you refuse me even a

daughters,

"Saskia!"

this, was frantic,

never saw me as his own. Why does Brittany get everything,

grievance. "If he had

He had caused Brittany to bear such a

"You still feel wronged?"

Yuri scoffed, "Ungrateful wretch!"

you would have frozen to death

flesh and blood, there are preferences. You're not my biological daughter,

thirty years, you've had no worries about food or shelter. The properties

"And my daughter?"

hasn't had a single good day in thirty years.