The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

The Walker family's fall from grace meant that every elite circle that had once eyed Eltham with interest now steered clear, fearing the backlash.

In Craneville, it was common knowledge that Eltham had little patience for such matters.

Brittany, pregnant and overwhelmed, found herself unable to juggle the demands of the company.

Yuri, barely recovered from a severe illness, was pushing himself to manage the sprawling Lynette Conglomerate.

Holden, eager to ease his brother's burden, hesitated, wary of Yuri's reaction. After much deliberation, he chose to follow Yuri's wishes and keep to his own lane. Saskia Lynette, fuming, confronted her brother, "You know Brittany's practically royalty now, and dad still won't acknowledge you. Doesn't that tick you off?" "That's dad's call to make."

Holden believed Yuri was right; after all, he wasn't a blood Lynette. "Quit scheming, Saskia. Focus on your own stuff. If you stir trouble, I'll be the first to come after you!" Saskia stormed off, muttering about Holden's blind loyalty. Barely a few steps away, a car blocked her path.

"Ms. Lynette."

The car door swung open, revealing Mrs. Walker.

"You?"

Saskia frowned, "What do you want?"

family bankrupt, what business could Mrs. Walker

I'd

scoffed, "A partnership? With what you've

Walkers had crossed Eltham, a line no

brother to lead the Lynette empire? Don't you want Brittany

Saskia admitted, seeing through Mrs. Walker's ploy, "but not

Mrs. Walker with a bitter retort,

her fist onto the car seat, seething with rage.

preventing any rash actions. Fortunately, Saskia

thwarted, returned to her rented apartment, venting

calming down. Content benet

an accident before?" she prodded her bodyguard,

into it. It might be our turning

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