Chapter 145

The room buzzed with a newfound sense of hope and possibility. The weight of grief that had hung over them began to lift, replaced by the promise of a brighter future.

And so, as the sun began to set and the room was bathed in the warm glow of the evening, Abigail’s journey took an unexpected turn.

She had transformed from a grieving widow to a woman who held the keys to a vast fortune and a legacy of success. The road ahead was uncertain, but with the support of her family and friends, she was ready to embrace whatever came her way.

Robert’s words hung in the air, carrying a sense of reassurance and support. As he continued to speak, Abigail’s eyes widened with each revelation. She felt a mixture of astonishment and gratitude for the extent of the legacy left behind by her late husband.

“All of Mr. Michael’s cars are now under your ownership,” Robert said, his voice carrying a tone of certainty. “His houses, too—they all belong to you and your children.”