Chapter 890Chapter 890
“And Daniel too,” Brittany said with a pained attempt at reassurance. “Daniel, me, and Noel-we’ll
always be family.”
Isaac reached out, his hand gently caressing her cheek. After a moment, he bowed his head, and their
foreheads touched. It was a gesture devoid of flirtation but rich in emotional connection, like a soul-
baring embrace.
Like a kitten finally ceasing to struggle, Isaac entrusted Brittany with his vulnerability, allowing her to
shape and mold his emotions as if they were clay in her hands.
Grace’s funeral was conducted with pomp and circumstance, attended by a countless number of
mourners. Kari and Hannah came together, wrapping Brittany in a consoling hug and urging her not to
dwell in sorrow.
Brittany forced a smile through her grief. Since Grace’s passing, sleep had eluded her. She couldn’t
forgive the murderous intent Grace had once harbored against her, yet she couldn’t erase the warmth
Grace had also provided.
Death is like a snuffed-out candle. For now, Brittany wanted to set aside the complexities of their
novelbinrelationship and focus on giving Grace a proper send-off.
“Kari, Hannah, thank you for being here,” Brittany said with a faint smile. “I’m sorry I can’t play host
today; there are just too many guests.”
They shook their heads, their expressions somber. “Take care of yourself,” they said.
The number of guests was overwhelming, and even members of the press had managed to infiltrate
the crowd.Isaac stood solemn and unapproachable, his presence deterring anyone from coming too close.
Carla had been crying incessantly, and seeing Brittany still able to muster a smile filled her with a
festering rage. In a sudden outburst, she grabbed a glass of water from a nearby table and hurled it at
Brittany.
The glass struck Brittany squarely, and for a brief moment, darkness danced before her eyes.
“Brittany,” Carla demanded with red-rimmed eyes, “you were the last person to see Grandma before
she passed. What did you say to her? Why did she leave you such a significant portion of her shares in
her will?”
Carla was the true granddaughter of the Salter family, yet she had received mere properties and cash,
while Brittany, that wretched woman, had been bequeathed over fifty percent of Grace’s shares!
Isaac was the first to react, rushing forward with a swift kick that sent Carla sprawling, then quickly
supporting Brittany, concern etched across his face. “Bri, does it hurt?”
Brittany, barely able to open her eyes from the pain, clung to Isaac, her whole body shaking.
Carla, knocked to the ground, hit her head against the wall and shrieked in pain. “Zac, how could you
push me…”
Isaac’s icy gaze swept over her, chilling to the bone.
“Carla, Brittany is your sister-in-law. You’d best watch how you act!”
Worried for Brittany’s well-being, Isaac swept her up in his arms and strode away.
Members of the Salter family wanted to follow but were stopped by Noel. “The funeral is what matters
right now,” he said, a firm hand deterring them.Carla was not lightly wounded. Noel glanced at her, then directed a doctor to tend to her injuries.
Carla taking advantage of her seniority, challenged Noel. “Noel, do you think Brittany used some trick?
How else could Grandma leave her so many shares?”
Carla’s face paled at the question.
“Carla,” Noel said with a grave tone, “how Grandma’s estate is settled is her prerogative, not ours to
question.”“She bore a child for the Salter family!” Noel retorted sternly. “She has been one of us for years.”
Carla was speechless.
“Why do you despise Brittany so much, Carla? You know the reason better than anyone,” Noel
pressed.After Noel departed, Carla vented her fury on the room, smashing things in a fit of rage, but it did little
to quell her dissatisfaction.
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