The Extraordinary Bride Of The Wyndham Family (Isla and Gabriel) novel Chapter 154

**Extraordinary Bride 154**

“Now that you’ve all heard directly from Alfred Wyndham himself, I will now read out his instructions,” Mr. Stewart declared, his voice steady yet resonating with the weight of the moment.

A profound silence enveloped the room, heavy and palpable, as if the air itself had thickened.

The grandchildren exchanged glances, their expressions a mix of bewilderment and concern.

Alfred’s words had been explicit… painfully explicit. Yet, they bore a gravity that none of them had anticipated, casting a shadow of doubt over every individual present.

With a deliberate motion, Mr. Stewart lifted the next sheet of paper, his brow furrowing slightly as he began to read aloud.

“Until Mr. Gabriel Wyndham and Mrs. Isla Wyndham’s first child graduates from college and is ready to follow in his father’s footsteps, Mr. Gabriel Wyndham will continue to lead the Wyndham empire.”

That single sentence sent ripples through the atmosphere, altering the very fabric of their reality.

Wyatt’s shoulders stiffened where he sat, tension coiling within him like a tightly wound spring. His nostrils flared slightly, and his eyes smoldered with an unspoken fury. Beside him, Sia’s fingers twisted nervously in her lap, her anxiety palpable.

Without missing a beat, Mr. Stewart pressed on.

“In addition, Mr. Gabriel Wyndham has the authority to terminate the appointments of all presidents and senior managers if he finds any fault in their conduct.”

Wyatt’s jaw clenched so tightly that a muscle twitched visibly beneath his skin. Gabriel, on the other hand, maintained an impassive facade, but inside, he could feel the overwhelming weight of responsibility pressing down on him, a burden he had never asked for but now could not escape.

“Mrs. Mia Wyndham,” Mr. Stewart continued, “is to return to her office and fulfill her responsibilities with unwavering dedication. If Mr. Gabriel Wyndham finds her involved in any indecent activity, he is to dismiss her without hesitation.”

A soft gasp escaped Mia’s lips, her eyes widening in disbelief that her name had even been mentioned in the will.

Landon, seated beside her, gently took her hand, offering a reassuring squeeze. Mia lowered her gaze, a flush of embarrassment creeping up her cheeks.

“Mrs. Sia,” the lawyer continued, “should contemplate carefully what she wishes to pursue and communicate her desires to Mr. Gabriel Wyndham. He is to provide her with all the support she needs. Everything else within the family should remain unchanged. No alterations. Each member will continue to receive their monthly allowances, just as they have always done.”

Mr. Stewart paused, taking a moment to collect his thoughts, then forged ahead.

“For Wyatt and Landon’s children, a fixed deposit has been arranged. This will be granted to them once they reach the age of twenty-one and are prepared to embark on their adult lives. Should they wish to work within the company, Mr. Gabriel is to ensure they are given employment.”

Wyatt blinked at this revelation, yet the tension in his body remained unyielding.

“And finally,” the lawyer said, lifting the last sheet with a flourish, “to Mrs. Isla Wyndham—your jewelry business has my full endorsement. Offices in Teriporto and Carminton will be allocated to you. Consider it my small gift to you.”

Isla’s mouth fell open slightly, her expression transforming as joy illuminated her features—only for her smile to fracture into tears. She hastily wiped her cheeks, overwhelmed by the unexpected gesture.

“These are the last instructions of Alfred Wyndham,” Mr. Stewart concluded solemnly. “And he expects each one of you to honor them.”

The room descended into silence once more, a suffocating quiet that seemed to stretch on indefinitely.

After the final legal formalities were concluded, the lawyers gathered their files and exited the sitting room with quiet efficiency.

It was only after the door clicked shut behind them that John finally broke the stillness.

“You have all heard his words yourselves,” he began, his tone soft yet firm. “That is my father’s wish.”

He paused, straightening his posture slightly, as if preparing to deliver news of great importance.

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