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.”

Charles’s voice came through the phone, laden with concern. “How are you holding up?”

“I’m managing.”

you know Grace had been frail for a long time. Don’t

death was not caused

There’s no need to

become soft-hearted,” Charles pointed out, his voice a blend of

eyes downcast; Brittany felt the truth in his words. She remembered

tiptoed back to the bedroom and snuggled into Isaac’s embrace, finding a deep,

to appear subdued for a long

work, Brittany devoted her

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ventured to the

and

donning sun-protective gear and carrying fishing 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 laughter and

interlude, Isaac’s

Grandeur Capital, his work grew more demanding, keeping him at the office late and whittling down

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 after a few strenuous