The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 839

“I’m telling you, this was no accident!” Manuel huffed indignantly. “I know you’ve got an axe to grind with me, but Grace-she’s seriously ill…”

“Mr. Salter, please watch your words!” Brittany interrupted.

Isaac’s focus was entirely on Grace, and he had no time to bicker with Manuel.

However, Brittany was not so reserved.

With a steely gaze, she said, “Grandma took a turn for the worse so quickly; we’re all worried sick. Is arguing really going to help?”

Manuel’s face flushed with frustration at Brittany’s rebuff.

“Exactly, cut the chatter, will you?” Noel chimed in, “Grandma is ill, we’re all on edge. Your quarreling is just making things worse. If you can’t stand being here, then just leave already.”

Manuel’s face turned an ashen hue as he reluctantly clamped his mouth shut.

Grace’s condition had deteriorated so suddenly that the hospital had pooled its best resources, yet the prognosis wasn’t looking good.

All through the night, the doors to the operation room swung open and shut.

Brittany lost count of how many critical condition forms they had signed.

to the last one, Isaac

toy that had run out of steam, frozen in

too, refused to

might mean giving up on Grace completely.

was even more

concern. “Zakky, Grandma’s in grave danger. You’ve got to sign. We

Brittany, his eyes a pool of confusion. “But…”

outcome.” Brittany

the form to the

you keep Grace alive!”

by

Brittany led Isaac to the stairwell.

they entered than Brittany found herself pinned against the wall.

waist, hot tears soaking through the

Brittany was stunned.

years

his only true

years, Grace had poured her heart and soul into him,

his waist, her own heart aching. “Grandma will pull through.

his tears falling