Chapter 120

At this moment, Kian walked over and handed Isabella a document. "I thought my gift would be the most extravagant today, but I didn't expect Atticus to outdo me."

Isabella took a look and her eyes lit up, finding it was the ownership of a luxury yacht. "Uncle Kian, you bought me a yacht?"

Kian didn't think much of it. Isabella was the only heiress of the Wilson family, and they naturally wanted to spoil her as much as they could.

Kian said, "I think people shouldn't always be confined to one environment. Isabella, you should go out more, see the scenery outside, and of course, when you're tired, you can relax. Going out to sea with friends is also a good choice. Everything in the yacht is fully equipped. You can't let it sit idle on the sea all day."

Isabella nodded happily. "Alright, I will go."

She had to admit that Kian really understood her.

She was worried about where to go after her divorce from Michael.

With the yacht, she could take Olivia out to sea and have all the fun she wanted.

"Hey, you two, enough already. A house and a yacht? Are you looking down on the three of us?" Holden squeezed over and dominantly tossed a key to Isabella. "You guys only know that the more money you spend, the better. Learn from me; a gift should be something Isabella likes. Only then is it truly meaningful."

Isabella took the key, puzzled, thinking Holden might have given her a house too.

But when she turned the key over and saw the iconic logo on it, her eyes widened instantly.

It was an Augusta F4CC, which was known as a piece of art on the racetrack. It was her favorite motorcycle, with incredible horsepower and a speed beyond the imagination of ordinary people, it was a limited edition worldwide.

She had once found a foreign buyer through someone, but the other party cherished the motorcycle so much that no matter how much she offered, they wouldn't sell it.

She didn't expect Holden to get it for her.

This time, Isabella was genuinely overjoyed. She gripped the key tightly, quickly hugged Holden, and then let go, smiling. "Thank you, Uncle Holden. I really like this gift."

Holden patted her head, looking smugly at the others.

Orion, dressed in a pure white suit, walked over and gave Holden a push. "Dad and others are all here. Be careful, or you'll get beaten up later."

Holden then rubbed his nose and stepped back.

Indeed, he was genuinely afraid of Atticus, who had been taking care of them since they were young.

"Isabella, I recently found something good abroad. I'll give it to you as a gift. See if you like it." Orion handed a jewelry box to Isabella.

Inside was a gemstone brooch, not a rare item in itself, but one worn by a queen of noble status in her last portrait.

The sharp-eyed people present recognized it, who were amazed at the Wilson Family's power.

The Wilson Family's sons, after leaving home, never relied on the family's influence and accumulated their wealth abroad on their own.

"Thank you, Uncle Orion," Isabella said sincerely.

Orion smiled. "I don't dare to take credit. After all, Atticus and Kian's gifts are way more expensive. I'm just giving you a little trinket, afraid you might not like it."

Isabella carefully protected the box in her hand. This thing was so precious. How could she not like it?

"I like it very much, Uncle Orion. I'll take good care of your gift," Isabella replied.

Seeing Isabella's cautious look, several uncles laughed out loud.

Now, all eyes were on Thomas, who was was the most famous among the Wilson Family's sons.

He owned a financial group that stood firm on Sterling Avenue and had the most powerful team of lawyers.

With Thomas' status, the gift he gave would surely amaze everyone.

"Isabella, I don't have much to give you. I picked a painting for you. You can hang it in the new house Atticus gave you; it will be a nice decoration." Thomas clapped his hands, and someone brought the item over.

The staff held a painting and unveiled the cloth covering it, showing an oil painting.

Isabella didn't know much about these antiques, but she recognized the signature on the painting, which was a masterpiece, very valuable- "Water Lilies."

This work had been on the highest auction and sold for no less than tens of millions of dollars.

Since it was given by Thomas, it must be the original.

Everyone gasped in amazement. Some things could be bought with money, but this was not something they could easily get.

No wonder Thomas could stand firm on Sterling Avenue; his strength was indeed formidable.

After everyone had seen the painting, it was quickly put away and brought to Isabella. "Isabella, do you like it?"

Isabella nodded "I like it. Thank you, Uncle Thomas."

She truly felt the thoughtfulness of her uncles.

Years ago, when she was kicked out of the house by Indigo, she was desperate and thought the whole world had abandoned her. But then Daniel came.

Daniel took her to the Wilson Family, raised her, and she gained five uncles who loved and spoiled her.

Now, on her birthday, her uncles were so thoughtful. How could she not be moved?

"Isabella, I gave you this painting with another meaning. I want to use the water lilies in the painting to wish you kindness and purity, and a happy and fulfilling marriage." Thomas deliberately paused, looking in Michael's direction, with a hint of menace in his eyes. "But if you ever feel unhappy, come to us. We will always support you."

With Daniel present, Thomas couldn't make it too obvious.

But everyone had heard about Michael and Isabella's divorce, and Thomas' words were clearly meant for Michael.

If he couldn't treat Isabella wholeheartedly, then the Wilsons wouldn't let him go easily.

Seeing that, Michael's face darkened.

All the gifts from Isabella's five uncles were very extravagant.

These things not only gave Isabella confidence and love but also served as a warning to him.

If he dared to let Isabella suffer even a little, he would face the collective revenge of the entire Wilson Family.

If it weren't for him using the child to keep Isabella, her uncles probably wouldn't have let him step into this hotel today.

No wonder Isabella had just told him to curb his ambition.

It turned out he had already offended all five uncles before he even introduced himself.

Thinking of this, Michael smiled bitterly.

With the gifts from her five uncles, Isabella probably had no expectations for his gift.

Isabella thought the same. Just as she thought the banquet could begin, Daniel, who had been sitting quietly beside her, suddenly raised his hand to signal for the room to quiet down.