The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 723

Brittany was nonchalant, sipping her wine while Hannah, noticing her calm demeanor, wisely changed the subject.

The Salter Villa.

Every member of the Salter family was gathered around.

Those who had previously treated Marcel and his mother with disdain were then rushing to curry favor with them.

Grace Salter sat at the head of the table, her face ashen, as if that wasn’t a family feast but a tense situation reminiscent of Caesar’s last supper.

After all those years, Leda was finally getting her moment in the sun.

When Isaac arrived, Leda didn’t even bother to make eye contact.

Seeing her, Isaac was filled with an intense fury. Before anyone else could react, he grabbed Leda, threw her down on the ground, and started to slap her repeatedly.

Leda was in a lot of pain. Naturally, tears and snot streamed down her face.

“Isaac, let her go!” Marcel shouted, enraged. He hadn’t expected Isaac to attack.

Ignoring Marcel, Isaac glared at Leda, his eyes cold and menacing. “If you dare lay a finger on my son again, I’ll have you join Manuel Salter in the grave!”

daring

members of the Salter family remained silent, too afraid

Grandeur Capital, Isaac was still the most influential man in the

they

next

by a

one cold look from Isaac silenced

“Leda, that’s the second time.”

the second time she had hurt

daring to make a

gripped his wheelchair tightly. His breaths came in short. “Isaac, you laying hands on my mother in front of me; is this your

until she’s bloody and throw her out the door, then we can talk about

sickly

Mrs. Salter, Grace, massaged her

feast was nothing more than

the extended family members were carefully trying

Isaac could do was watch with a

of the Salter family now. When will you give me