Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 2062

A circle of men and women in black suits and dresses bowed their heads, creating a solemn and respectful atmosphere.

Declan, whose hair had turned partly gray from stress, lit a few candles.

On the wall in front of him was a black-and-white photograph of a woman.

The woman was smiling, and her eyes somewhat resembled Sheena's.

One of his men whispered, "Mr. Blackwell, we're sorry for your loss. But please get some rest. You need to take care of yourself too."

Declan's face instantly turned grim.

"I just lost Kristen. As her godfather, how can I possibly rest and do nothing?"

The man seemed confused. "But… Ms. Serrano had severe depression for years. She… took her own life. Who can we blame?"

Declan stared at Kristen's photo, overwhelmed with anger as he kept repeating a name in his mind.

"If it weren't for that man, she wouldn't have been so depressed after returning to me, ultimately choosing to end her life."

The man fell silent.

The other men around them lowered their heads.

They dared not to make a sound, afraid of getting caught in Declan's wrath.

Declan's eyes were red with rage and growled, "It's Nathaniel! Kristen died because of him, and yet he's living comfortably as the head of the Nicholls family and running the Nicholls Group. I've been childless all my life, and he still has a son to dote on. Every member of the Nicholls family deserves to die, especially Nathaniel. He should be chopped up and fed to the dogs."

As his anger peaked, Declan pulled out a gun from his waist and fired three shots into the ceiling.

The loud gunshots were terrifying, and everyone else turned pale and took a few steps back.

One of his men, Kane, stepped forward and reported, "Mr. Blackwell, the twins who fought with Nathaniel's son are now being watched by the National Investigation Bureau. Nathaniel paid hush money to prevent the matter from being publicized, but the case is still under investigation. We should be careful for now."

"What are you afraid of? They wouldn't dare expose me."

Even though Callum spent his days at home, Nathaniel had arranged for a tutor to ensure he did not miss any important lessons.

Callum was never the studious type and spent his days dozing off.

Finally, the weekend had arrived.

Early in the morning, a little boy climbed into Nathaniel's bed and cuddled up next to him while he was still asleep.

"Daddy, it's time to get up. Grandma Mildred has already helped me get ready. We're just waiting for you."

Nathaniel opened his eyes, still in a daze.

"What's got you so excited that you're up at 6.30 a.m.?"

Callum frowned and looked at him sadly.

"Daddy, how could you forget what an important day it is today?"