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?"

bankrupt, what business could

I'd like

"A partnership? With what

crossed Eltham, a line no

Walker persisted, "Don't you want your brother to lead the Lynette empire? Don't you

Saskia admitted, seeing through Mrs. Walker's ploy,

a bitter retort, Saskia walked

Walker slammed her fist onto the car

sister, had guards watch over her, preventing any rash actions. Fortunately,

thwarted, returned to her rented apartment, venting frustration

calming down. Content benet

she prodded her bodyguard,

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