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.

“Okay,” she whispered in agreement.

coffin, a picture

the crackle of flames. The night stretched on, arduous and heavy

the wake, not closing her eyes once through the night.

Salters in bidding Grace a final

it

attorney to announce

attorney cleared his throat and began to

shares are to be divided equally, with

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had anticipated this. Carla had mentioned the will before, but they

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

divided her estate into shares, bonds,

and cash.

the shares, while the rest of the estate was divided among Isaac and

cash. Compared to the others, what he received was negligible-a final act of mercy from

Manuel, he received

of Grace Salter has been

back. With so much wealth, why