The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 893

Brittany climbed the stairs.

Isaac had just stepped out of the bathroom. He has barely slept a wink in the past few days, leaving him utterly exhausted.

As Brittany approached, Isaac planted a tender kiss on her forehead. “Lie down with me for a bit?”

“Sure.”

Brittany had spent some time at Salter Manor before, and everything felt oddly familiar.

Once back in bed, sleep claimed Isaac almost instantly.

But Brittany was too exhausted to find rest. The words Grace had spoken on her deathbed and the will she had left behind haunted her thoughts, leaving her unsure of what to do next.

The matter of the poisoning had reached a conclusion.

Grace was gone, and with her, the will to dig any further seemed to vanish.

After a long contemplation, Brittany got out of bed and called Charles. “Drop the investigation into the institute.”

Grace,” Charles’s voice came through the phone, laden with concern. “How

“I’m managing.”

had been frail for a

was not caused

“She’s gone. There’s no need to

you’ve become soft-hearted,” Charles pointed out, his voice a

the truth in his words. She remembered Grace’s kindness, none

and snuggled into Isaac’s

Salter family, leading Isaac and Noel to

her time to

ventured

was refreshing, and

gear, settled by the reservoir to fish.

uninterested in fishing, rested in a nearby rocking chair, soaking up the tranquility. Bathed in the gentle sunlight, the family’s

that brief interlude, Isaac’s mood

demanding, keeping him at the office late and

him to ease up on the workload, but unfortunately, Isaac had to handle the mess Marcel had left behind, resulting in an immense workload. However, his exceptional skills eventually led to things getting back on track

Brittany and Isaac decided to postpone their wedding.

Grace, holding a wedding now seemed inappropriate, so Brittany suggested adhering to the family tradition of