The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 892

“She’s my wife,” Isaac declared, his voice laced with a simmering anger.

“Carla, I’ve given you chances, but your incessant targeting of her has pushed me past my limit,” he continued, his glare hardening.

Carla opened her mouth to retort, but a stern glance from Isaac silenced her.

“Evander and Hazel,” Isaac turned to address Carla’s parents with a tone that brooked no argument. “If you intend to meddle in this legal matter, then be prepared for a thorough accounting.”

He let the threat hang in the air, the unspoken consequences of their past deeds, which could land them behind bars, clear in his icy stare.

Carla’s parents dared not utter another word. When Grace was alive, she had a say over Isaac. Now that she was gone, the Salters were under Isaac’s rule, and no one dared step out of line.

Isaac ushered Brittany into the hall, draping his coat over her shoulders. “You won’t kneel tonight. Just sit by my side and keep me company,” he said softly.

According to the customs of Imperial City, the night before a burial was for vigil-keeping by the family’s younger generations.

However, Brittany was frail and could hardly endure.

she whispered in

before the coffin, a picture of stoic

knelt as well, the hall silent except for the crackle of flames. The night stretched on,

of the wake, not closing

the Salters in

it was one o’clock in

clan didn’t disperse; instead, they waited for the attorney to announce the will, a man of utmost trust

family, the attorney cleared his throat and began to

shares are to be divided equally, with

before, but they had never imagined Grace would leave everything to Isaac and Brittany!

started to rise, but a single piercing look from Isaac sent him back into

estate into shares, bonds, mutual funds, real

Brittany inherited all the shares, while the rest of the estate was divided among Isaac

Compared to the others, what he received was negligible-a final act of

he received nothing.

room. “The will of Grace Salter has been declared.

have I been left out?” Manuel couldn’t hold back. With so much wealth, why had