The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

After a grueling two and a half hours, the doctor finally emerged.

"How's my daughter doing?"

"Your daughter's stable for now, but Ms. Lynette is quite frail. She'll need some serious R&R."

Yuri breathed a sigh of relief and instructed his butler to handle the hospital admission paperwork.

"Let's head to the police station!"

That reporter dared to lay hands on Brittany? Did he have a death wish in Craneville?

Mabel found herself being dragged into the police station, utterly bewildered.

The police examined her camera. It had taken a hit, but was still functional.

It had fully recorded Mabel's failed attempt to force an interview on Brittany and her subsequent shove.

"Mabel, do you realize because of that shove, Brittany's in the ER right now?"

Only then did Mabel start to panic. "It wasn't on purpose. I just wanted an interview, and she wrecked my camera!" She was just doing her job. How was this her fault?

was Brittany who

Brittany hadn't smashed her camera, why

right to refuse an

Lynette family's

Bang!

grabbed Mabel by the collar, "Who gave you the right to touch my

wouldn't even let

dared

was in the right: "She smashed my

she smashed your camera? My daughter's not a public figure. What makes you think she has to cooperate with

face turned red with anger. "If she had cooperated, would I

you? Who do you think you are? Believe me, with just one word from me, you won't step foot outside this police station!" Yuri

if her needs were the only ones that mattered,

"This is a police station. If you dare lay a

21st century, after all. We

dare to make a peep if I decide to

and her complete disregard

Brittany, he'd go to the ends

Mabel struggled, "Help"