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.”

voice came through the phone, laden with concern. “How are you holding

“I’m managing.”

a long time.

not caused by them.

There’s no need to stir up more trouble

out, his voice a blend of

Brittany felt the truth in his words. She remembered Grace’s

the bedroom and snuggled into

over the Salter family, leading Isaac and Noel to appear subdued for a long while, with Daniel often

devoted her time to

family ventured to the countryside

and Daniel was visibly

fishing gear, settled by the reservoir to

nearby rocking chair, soaking up the tranquility. Bathed in the gentle

interlude, Isaac’s

Capital, his work grew more demanding, keeping

behind, resulting in an immense workload. However, his exceptional skills eventually led to things getting back on track after a few

much deliberation, Brittany and Isaac decided

now seemed inappropriate, so Brittany suggested adhering to the family tradition of waiting for three years