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!”

Leda shivered, not daring to make a

kicked Leda aside. The other members of the Salter family remained silent, too afraid to

the most influential man

years, they were still afraid of him even

The person sitting next to her quickly got up, giving their

by a servant, still seething with

from Isaac silenced her.

“Leda, that’s the second time.”

she had hurt

not daring to

his wheelchair tightly. His breaths came in short. “Isaac, you laying hands on my mother in front of

remain indifferent after I beat your daughter until she’s bloody and

of his frail and sickly daughter, Nova,

Salter, Grace, massaged her temples. “Let’s

supposed family feast was nothing more than a small-scale social

members were carefully trying to please Marcel, hoping to gain

do was watch with a derisive expression.

Salter, I’m part of the Salter family now. When will you give me the family registry?