Chapter 54 Storm Of Inheritance

The press conference was scheduled for noon. By mid-morning, Blackwood Manor buzzed like a hive of nervous anticipation. A makeshift podium was set up in the central atrium, cameras arranged to capture every inch of the room’s marbled grandeur. Isabella stood just offstage, dressed in a tailored navy dress Claire had picked for her. She clutched the edge of a file folder, filled with documents Damian planned to release. Across the room, reporters from the top networks adjusted microphones and reviewed notes, their voices hushed, as if in reverence for the legacy about to be dissected.