The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Daniel wrapped his arms around him. "Alright."

The news brought a wave of relief to the Lynette family.

Isaac was nowhere to be found, so plans for the funeral were set in motion.

The Salters began to gather the belongings found at the scene, ready to take everything back to Imperial City.

Daniel went with them to Imperial City and would not return to Craneville until the day of the burial.

News of Isaac's passing spread throughout the Salter family. Manuel Salter, locked behind bars, nearly laughed out loud-only to be taught a harsh lesson by his cellmate that same night. With a broken arm, he dared not laugh again.

Isaac's funeral was arranged with utmost discretion.

Wesley and Derek, upon hearing the news, informed William, and the group convened in solemnity.

The news of Brittany's amnesia had them all shaking their heads in dismay.

Once the funeral arrangements were finalized, Noel took charge of everything. They chose a gravesite beside Grace's. In just half a year, both Grace and Isaac had departed - a crushing blow to Noel.

On the eve of the funeral, Yuri, disguising their visit as a social call to old friends in Imperial City, brought Brittany there.

Brittany's recovery was incomplete; she couldn't walk just yet. Yuri had a wheelchair ready, tending to her with care.

On the day of the funeral, Brittany made a surprising appearance. Everyone had been instructed not to mention Isaac's name around her.

Brittany found the faces before her both foreign and familiar.

Isaac's photograph had been deliberately concealed.

Brittany had yet to meet the Salters since waking from her amnesia and hadn't realized she was at Isaac's funeral.

"Bri, could you place these flowers over there?" Yuri, holding a bouquet of chrysanthemums, handed them to Brittany. Without suspicion, she maneuvered her wheelchair closer, cradling the flowers.

Hannah and Kari were also present, unable to bear watching Brittany's blank slate-they turned away, tears falling freely.

Brittany placed the flowers down, feeling a strange ache in her heart, as if something precious had been violently carved out. She braced herself against the ground, scrutinizing her surroundings, the pain in her chest mounting and draining the color from her face.

"Do I know you?" she whispered.

Yuri, fearing the impact on her, quickly approached. "Bri, let's go."

But Brittany seemed not to hear him. A wave of pain crashed through her head, silencing the ache in her heart as sweat beaded on her forehead.

Yuri scooped her up immediately. "Get the hospital on the line, now!"

Brittany, nestled in Yuri's arms, fixed her gaze on the spot where a photograph should have been, as if something was about to break through the buried past, only to be forcefully repressed. After the funeral, Noel escorted Daniel to the hospital.

Brittany's condition was precarious; Daniel, alongside Yuri, stayed vigilant by her bedside.

The next day, Brittany awoke.

Yuri escorted her onto a private jet back to Craneville.RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Daniel stayed behind; he'd return to Craneville after a week. Yuri made arrangements for trusted individuals to stay close to Daniel in Imperial City.

As the funeral concluded, the Salter family's distant relatives grew restless, clamoring for a piece of Isaac's assets. Despite Noel's recent success at Grandeur Capital, the family remained skeptical of his youth. Some even suggested withdrawing from the venture.

Unwilling to show weakness, Noel declared that anyone wishing to leave could do so immediately-without hesitation. But he warned that once out, they were out for good.

Blood ties be damned! The relatives were cowed, no longer daring to withdraw, but still eyeing Isaac's wealth.

"Zac's gone; it's time to divvy up his estate," they murmured.

Noel chuckled coldly. "Sorry to break it to you, but my brother left a will. Everything he owned now belongs to my sister-in-law. So, you can drop that thought."

The Salters erupted into a commotion.

Then, Noel, his composure shattered, threw a glass against the wall. His eyes deepened with a resolve reminiscent of Isaac's.

"This is a notification, not a discussion. Anyone who dares covet what my brother left behind will have me to reckon with! My brother was kind-hearted and tolerant, willing to support you lot. I, on the other hand, am not so generous." Noel sneered. "Either cut ties or shut it!"