Chapter 42 He Has No Power

Isabella didn't quite understand what was happening, but she understood one thing, her grandmother was in trouble and needed her.

"Come on! Isabella took Aiden's hand determinedly and they both headed for the door. One of the employees, who was still there, got in his way.

"Mrs. Collins, you can't go like that. She should wait for her spouse. The woman, visibly worried, grimaced. - The man asked us to keep it well cared for.

"I'm sorry, but it's an emergency..." Isabella replied, in a hurry. "You can tell my spouse that I'm with my cousin and that I'll see him later here at home." Without further ado, he left next to Aiden.

Aiden drove his sports car while trying to explain the situation to Isabella.

- Listen, Isabella... My father and Uncle Hector took advantage of your honeymoon to sue Grandma for senile dementia and claim her guardianship. The grandmother's lawyers were pleading the case, but... It does not seem that the situation is improving.

“How is it possible that the lawyers have not been able to help you? Isabella asked, confused.

“I don't know. I was following the case, and although they told me not to worry because they were working on it, I saw them busier with other matters..." Aiden tightened the steering wheel angrily, the muscles of his jaw tense. “My dad and my uncle are bastards...

"Have you seen it?" Isabella, visibly distressed, asked. - What did grandma tell you?

"No, two days after you left, a group of nurses came to the mansion to take you to the clinic. It was all very discreet, no one said anything. I found out a couple of days ago, but I haven't been allowed to see it. I don't know how she is or how they treat her. Aiden pursed his lips in a line of concern.

"Oh, heavens... How could this happen? Isabella covered her face with her hands, feeling like she was choking on the news.

“If Ricardo and Hector win the lawsuit, they will become the grandmother's legal guardians. Aiden clarified seriously, fixing his eyes on the road.

“What does that mean? What will happen to her? Isabella raised her face, her heart pounding with fear of the unknown.

“If they become her guardians, they will be able to make all the decisions for her. They can do whatever they want. Aiden spoke in a frowning tone.

"But if the judge hasn't decided anything yet, why did they take her?" Why is grandma locked up? Isabella was confused and worried.

“While the judge makes a decision and since the grandmother lives alone, they obtained a permit to take her to a clinic. Supposedly, it's to study his state of health and provide him with the best care..." Aiden said with obvious sarcasm.

"Alone!" She lives with a lot of employees... Oh my God! There's nothing wrong with grandma..." Isabella stammered, feeling her eyes fill with tears.

"I know, grandma is fine, but domestic servants don't count in this case. According to them, the grandmother should be under the care of a family member or appropriate medical personnel, such as a nurse or a specialist to watch and care for her..." Aiden explained as Isabella leaned back in her seat, dazed.

"How can a judge believe all this?" Isabella groaned, trying to take in what was happening.

"They got false evidence, Isabella. They presented videos and evidence that are not real. I don't know how they did it, but even some relatives testified in their favor, because most thought it was crazy to leave you as heiress..." Aiden added, while Isabella felt deep pain. Had all this happened because of him?

"And now?" What can we do? Isabella turned to Aiden, full of anxiety and guilt.

- Listen... I tried to intervene on my own, but my father limited my resources. So, I asked a friend for help, a lawyer who has reviewed the case and he told me that you could help.

"How...?" How can I help her? Isabella asked, ready to do whatever it takes.

"Isabella... You are his heir. Aiden stated it firmly. - Look, the verdict is still pending. If the judge decides that grandma is unfit to care for herself, as I think she will, we can try to get grandma's guardianship to you instead of them.

“Why don't we show that she is fine? That it has nothing? We need to talk to that judge. Isabella was perplexed.

"That doesn't work like that, Isabella..." Proving that grandma is okay would take a long time. There would be new hearings, we would have to get evidence, and in the meantime, the grandmother would continue to be locked up. Trust me, I've already explored the options, and my friend has been advising me... Ideally, you, as the heiress chosen by the grandmother instead of her children, should apply for guardianship.

- I understand, well... I will do what you tell me. Isabella nodded, full of determination and courage.

"My friend is waiting for us at the clinic. She went to talk to the director of the hospital to try to get us to see the grandmother, since, as her rightful heir, you should have access. Aiden accelerated the car, eager to get there.

- Yes, of course... I will do whatever it takes.

They arrived at the prominent clinic, where Aiden's friend, a well-dressed young man who looked quite friendly, was waiting for them at the entrance.

"Miss Sinclair..." The young stranger extended his hand to Isabella sympathetically.

"Now it's Mrs. Collins." Aiden corrected his friend.

"Oh, right, I'm sorry... Mrs. Collins, it is my pleasure. I'm Bruno Davies, Aiden's friend who is advising him with this case. He introduced himself while shaking Isabella's hand.

"Thank you, Mr. Davies. Please tell me what I need to do to help my grandmother. I'll do whatever it takes... I...

"I'm very sorry, Mrs. Collins, but”" Unfortunately, there is not much that can be done anymore. The young man pronounced seriously.

"What?" Aiden looked at his friend, confused.

"I have just met with Mrs. Sinclair's children and the director of the hospital. I informed them that I filed a petition with the judge for you to be the guardian..." He pointed to Isabella. "Because I understood that you were Mrs. Sinclair's heir and successor”"

- Yes, that's right. Isabella said, with a growing sense of confusion.

“There's only one detail... I just learned that Mrs. Sinclair has not formalized the succession of inheritance and assets, so legally you are not the heir. She is only his granddaughter and has no power to claim guardianship over Mrs. Sinclair's children. The lawyer explained, visibly sorry for the situation.

"What...?" What does that mean? Isabella's pulses quickened and a lump formed in her throat.

"That means that even though the grandmother announced that you were the heir to the family, she never left it legally registered. All the fortune and the direction of the family continue to fall on her. Aiden explained, sliding his hands through his hair, full of frustration.

"I'm sorry, my friend, there's not much I can do at the moment. When we collect evidence that Mrs. Sinclair is in good standing, we can appeal the lawsuit..." Bruno tried to encourage Aiden, patting him on the shoulder. "I'd better go."

"Wait! Is he going to go like this?! Is there really nothing I can do?! Isabella stopped him, shocked.

"I'm very sorry, Mrs. Collins, but for the moment, I can't do more..." The man looked at her with pity.

"At least..." Can I see it? Isabella asked, feeling her eyes fill with tears.

"Mrs. Sinclair's children are inside, still meeting with the director of the hospital. You can ask their permission to visit your grandmother, because as far as I know, Mrs. Sinclair has limited visits for them, until the judge's order is issued.

Isabella let go of the man and turned on her heels to go face her uncles, she couldn't believe the cruel and horrible human beings they were, lock up her own mother?

How must Margaret feel at that moment?

*

Máximo arrived at his apartment tired, he had many legal issues to fix now that he was married, and he could not solve several of those pending issues, because he had some setbacks.

He received some information that he did not expect, Mrs. Margaret Sinclair was a box of surprises that Máximo did not really understand, but surely, he had his reasons for doing everything he did.

Máximo did not expect to receive a visit from the Sinclair family's lawyers so soon, much less the bulky envelope that had been given to him, but when he tried to contact Mrs. Margaret to obtain an explanation, it was impossible for him to locate her.

For this reason, he had left it to his staff to find Mrs. Sinclair as soon as possible. Then he would be in charge of solving all those matters the next day.

Meanwhile, Maximo was very anxious to get back to his apartment, where his spouse was waiting for him.

"Welcome, Mr. Collins. A maid received his jacket and bowed in bow upon his arrival.

"And my spouse?" Máximo asked when he had barely taken a couple of steps into the room.