The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

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"Jared," Brittany's voice was cool and detached, "first off, you're the head of YULI. Over the years, the company has expanded massively, yet we're looking at annual losses in the billions. Don't you think you owean explanation? A third-tier brand employing over seven hundred people?" From its humble beginnings as a tiny workshop, Bri-jeweled Stuhas climbed to the top of the Craneville scene, raking in revenues of over sixty billion a year. And that's with a workforce of less than two hundred, even after all the expansions. "But, Ms. Lynette," Jared tried to interject, "many of YULI's staff have been with us for years..." "So be generous with the severance packages," she cut him off without a trace of sentimentality. Brittany was a businesswoman, not a philanthropist. "Do as I say, Jared." After hanging up, Jared slammed his phone down, his face a mask of fury.

The massive layoffs at YULI caused quite the stir, with many speculating that the company was on the brink of collapse. As a stagnant third-tier brand, it was about tit folded.

Brittany was ruthless. In just three days, she cut over a hundred staff. Sof the long-timers refused to leave, attempting to confront Brittany, only to be shut down by a simple glance at the performance charts.

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"We're not here to subsidize idleness with YULI's money; we need results!" "After six years, you can't even produce a basic design draft. What are you still doing here?" Tears filled the eyes of the employees as they pleaded, "Ms. Lynette, I realize my mistake. I'll study hard. Please giveanother chance." "Ms. Lynette, we've got families to care for. You're cutting off our livelihood." "Ms. Lynette, we'll work hard. We'll improve, I promise." Brittany couldn't help but laugh. "Six years and you still can't produce a decent design draft. How much longer do you need to learn? This is a business, not a school. You think your hefty salaries are for you to learn on the job?" Humiliated and angry, the employees had no choice but to leave.

With the old guard gone, anxiety spread through YULI like wildfire.

Once all the severance talks were over, Brittany called her first meeting.

All remaining employees assembled.

Sitting at the head of the table, Brittany declared, "It's clear to all that YULI is not in good shape.

Those of you remaining have youret strengths. Let's not dwell on the past. From today onwards, I expect no tardiness, no early departures, no absences without leave, and certainly no backsliding." She gestured, and her assistant laid out the new rules. The employees turned pale with fear.

Indeed, 'new brooms sweep clean'-Brittany had made a tic entrance by cutting the dead weight. How could the rest not be nervous? After the meeting, everyone filed out of the conference room.

Back in her office, Jared followed closely. "Ms. Lynette, what's your next move?" "I've got a meeting with a client. I need to leave." Brittany was determined to turn YULI around and had a clear strategy in mind.

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Watching her leave, Jared's eyes deepened with malice.

Brittany didn't waste any time. She started reaching out to renowned jewelry designers, planning to launch the Crown Jewel Design Challenge under the banner of the Lynette Conglomerate, with @prize fund in the hundreds of millions. With such a hefty reward, talent was sure to cknocking.

Ysabel, too, showed her support for Brittany's initiative.

Backed by the Lynette Conglomerate, the Crown Jewel Design Challenge began with great fanfare.

Brittany enlisted Craneville's top jewelry designers as judges, creating a buzz online as soon as the panel was announced.

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