The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 979

Juliana could never be his wife, so why did it matter who his wife was?

Brittany felt an unexpected pang in her heart when she heard this. She seldom sought out Yuri's company, yet at this moment, she felt a twinge of empathy for him.

She wrapped her arms around Yuri gently. "Dad, you've worked so hard all these years."

Yuri patted her cheek. "As long as you're doing alright, I’ve got peace of mind."

Yuri had a meeting that afternoon and left the Lynette Mansion early.

Come lunchtime, Brittany descended the grand staircase. She ran into Leila, who was lugging her suitcases.

Spotting Brittany, Leila dropped her luggage with a thud. "Brittany, feeling smug, are you?"

Brittany's brow furrowed slightly. "Dad's divorce has nothing to do with me."

"Oh, please. If it wasn't for your mother, that homewrecker, seducing Yuri, he would've seen my worth decades ago!"

"Love works on a first-come, first-served basis," Brittany defended her mother. "As far as I know, my mom and dad were each other's first love. They've been together for ages. You, on the other hand, seem to be the other woman in their relationship."

"I am not the other woman. I am Yuri's lawfully wedded wife. Juliana will forever be the mistress!"

Leila wished Julianne were alive to witness that for thirty years, it was she, Leila, who resided in the Lynette name!

Brittany thought Leila had lost her mind and strode past her into the dining room.

Once Leila's belongings were packed, a servant drove her to a villa in her name. Though both were villas, compared to the grandeur of the Lynette Mansion, hers was a mere shadow.

As soon as Leila entered, she trashed the living room, her ordinarily well-maintained face twisted with rage. "Get someone on the phone. I want Brittany dead!"

Just like Juliana, straight to hell!