The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 724

Leda’s face turned ashen, “What’s the old woman’s stubbornness about? The Salter family is under our control now. Why won’t she accept me?”

Marcel’s expression was equally grim, “You shouldn’t have provoked Isaac.”

“I was only trying to protect Nova. It was that brat who laid his hands on Nova.” Leda tried to shift the blame, trying to preserve her image as a loving grandmother.

But Marcel was no fool, “Mom, if you still want to be part of the Salter family, you better not pull these stunts again.”

With a frustrated silence, Leda conceded, “Fine.”

Marcel gestured, and his assistant wheeled him out.

As they exited the Salter Villa, they were greeted by Joie, who had been waiting outside.

Joie had clearly put a lot of effort into her appearance. She was quite attractive and had been well-maintained over the years, looking every bit the part of a high-society debutante.

“Marcel,” she greeted with a demure smile.

Marcel didn’t recognize Joie and raised an eyebrow, “Who might you be?”

smile faltered. She was well-known in their social circle. How could Marcel have not recognized

have been

step-granddaughter of Grace,” his assistant filled him in.

uninterested, “I don’t recall us being close, Ms.

“I’m sorry, Marcel. I just wanted to say hello.”

through Joie’s ambitions. Despite her innocent act, her greed

was not interested in such people. Compared to her, he preferred women like Zella,

had been busy with work and hadn’t

He missed Zella.

left, Joie bit her lip in frustration. She refused to believe that she was inferior to Zella!

put Nova

return, she greeted him with a light smile

his arms naturally, “Come here.”

approached him, helping him undo his

inhaling her comforting scent, “Nothing. Grace is just being

say something when she detected a

her grip on his neck tightened slightly, “Were there other people tonight?”

been with her for several years, understood her concern, “Joie tried to make her acquaintance.

Zella’s waist, lightly caressing it, “Her scent is nauseating. I prefer yours.”