All Chapters of The Billionaire's Little Brother: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Isabella’s POV“How can I help you?” I asked again.“Well, I need your help running the numbers,” Vincento informed. “I honestly think we have someone siphoning money off.”“Why me?” I asked.“You’re familia, Isabella,” Vincento stated. “I trust you. We need to keep this on the down low and not alert the people that are scamming us.”“I can try to help,” I advised. “But I’ll be going back to school in January in Baton Rouge.”“That’s ok,” Vincento said, handing me a piece of paper. “This is everything I’ll give you. DeMarco's laptop, paperwork, and a burner phone. Just work on it when you can, and we can stay in contact with each other.”Can I really do this? School, tutoring, working for the football team, and auditing while pregnant. I’m positive I can. I won’t be doing much else.“Ok, Vincento. I’ll do it,” I replied. “I just have to go at my pace. The babies are my priority.”“Absolutely,” Vincento said, smiling. Vincento stood up. “We can talk about it once you're healed a bit. A

Isabella’s POVThe sight of Zander standing there in his royal blue pajamas took my breath away. He looked regal and so absolutely gorgeous, bathed in the candlelight. It was hard to take my eyes off him. I did, however, for a minute, notice everyone standing around: my family, his family, including the sleeping Quints in their strollers, and family friends.“Zander,” I said, walking up to him. “What are you doing out of bed for so long?”Zander chuckled, “Trust you to be more worried about me than you are about yourself.”“Of course, I am,” I giggled.“I had something important to do today,” Zander stated.“Your most important thing is you getting better,” I declared.“Izzy,” Zander said, reaching out for me.Sometimes I forget he can’t see right now. I stepped closer and took his hands. “I’m here, Z,” I replied. “Don’t worry.”“Izzy,” Zander sighed. “It would be an understatement to say we have been through a lot over the past years, but through it all, I knew that you were my heart

Isabella’s POVThis is completely surreal. I’m going to be living with Zander. Not in secret, not hidden, but a relationship that is out in the open for all to see how much we love each other. I smiled widely at the thought.“What are you thinking, Izzy?” Zander asked.“That I’m exactly where I should be,” I said, smiling.“Izzzzzz,” Hailee squealed and came running to Isabella. “Up, up, up.” She put her arms up.“Hailee, Izzy has a tummy boo-boo,” Zander explained. “She can’t pick you up.”“Aw, poor Iz,” Hailee said, sadly, and then took Isabella’s hand. “Come, Iz. Sit, sit, sit.”“Thanks, Hailee,” I grinned and followed her into the living room.“Good?” Hailee asked.“Wonderful, just like you,” I said, touching her nose. Hailee giggled and ran towards Amelie, who was coming out of the kitchen with Trudy.Zander and I sat on the couch, and for the next few hours, visited friends and family. Carrington, Zander’s grandfather, was beyond thrilled to be getting more great-grandchildren.

Isabella’s POVI can’t believe my family is moving into the same building as us. Marco and Marcela will be ecstatic to be so close to Logan and Eliza. I’m thrilled to have Mama and Papa so close to me while I’m home from school.“How does Nonna feel about this?” I asked.“Well, that’s another thing we wanted to tell you,” Papa responded. “Nonna and Paulo have decided to move to Hawaii to live out their golden years.”Ugh. It’s going to be hard to have Nonna so far away, but honestly, after being so far away from the love of her life for so long, she deserves all the happiness in the world and to enjoy life. “Good for her,” I said, smiling. “Nonna deserves true happiness.”“I thought you’d be distraught about her moving,” Mama stated.“Of course I am,” I replied. “But I couldn’t imagine being separated from Zander for as long as Nonna was separated from Paulo. I would want to make up for lost time and do it in the place I love the most.”“Mia Stellina,” Papa sighed. “I’m so proud of th

Isabella’s POVIt’s Christmas Day! The best day of the year, as far as I’m concerned. I’ve always loved it. Of course, this year is a little different from other years. We had brunch at Amelie and Nathan’s with all our friends and family, and watched the children open their presents. Mama and Amelie had a scavenger hunt for Logan, Marco, Marcela, and Eliza. At the end of the hunt, they found out they would be neighbors in the new year. Now my head hurts from all the squeals of joy that Marcela and Eliza peppered us with. They even concocted a plan to put a secret staircase between their bedrooms, forgetting that there is a totally other floor between them.Now all the men are gathered in the media room watching football. Obviously, Papa’s team was losing because I could hear him cursing in Italian down the hall.“Boys and their sports,” Mama scoffed.“Actually, football isn’t all that complicated,” I shrugged. All the ladies turned to look at me. “What? It isn’t.”“Says the fiancée o