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.

“I’m managing.”

know Grace had been frail for a long time.

was not caused by

There’s no need to stir up more trouble

out, his voice a

words. She remembered Grace’s kindness, none of it

and snuggled into

Isaac and Noel to appear subdued for a long while, with Daniel often reminiscing about

devoted her time to her

rare weekend off, the family ventured to the countryside for some

was refreshing, and Daniel

donning sun-protective gear and carrying fishing gear, settled by the

rocking chair, soaking up the tranquility. Bathed

Isaac’s mood improved significantly.

demanding,

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

much deliberation, Brittany and Isaac decided to postpone their wedding.

so Brittany suggested adhering to the family tradition of waiting for three years before having