The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Mabel steadied Elijah as he got to his feet, and they started catching up on the past three years. Life had been tough for both of them. Elijah had his own battles-gathering evidence, biding his time, waiting for the right moment. Nothing had come easy. Finally, Mabel asked, "I heard from Estelle that you got married?"

Elijah had indeed tied the knot. "Yes, to a girl I met in college. I'll bring her over to meet you one of these days." He seemed at peace with his decision.

Mabel, looking far more accepting than before, said, "Elijah, here in Bright Town, all I want is for you to be happy."

"The Ulbricht saga is a quagmire. Be careful not to get too caught up in it."

"I will," he assured her.

Leaving the hospital, Elijah made a call: "I'm done here. Meeting with the Ulbrichts tonight."

Back at the Ulbricht residence, instead of his new bride-Amber Granger-he was greeted by Octavia.

"Ms. Donahue."

that time, Elijah had transformed from a dashing young gentleman into a powerful figure within

visibly uncomfortable, bit her lip: "What do I need to do for

The authorities were still investigating, and their situation was precarious. She had no

me, and the Donahues. Whatever you want to

feel both amused and disgusted. "Ms. Donahue, do you remember three years ago, when my father was critically ill in prison, and I begged you to use your influence to let me see him one last time?

father, what does that have to

those words to you. 'That's your parents, Octavia. What do

Octavia's eyes as she stared at Elijah. "So, you blame me? You hate

Elijah frowned. "Shouldn't I?"

for six years. Didn't I treat you well? My parents treated you like their own daughter. I never expected you

simple gesture from you could have let me see him

just half an hour earlier, he wouldn't have ended up in a vegetative

but he'd never imagined that six years of relationship couldn't evoke a shred