Chapter 842

Grace shook her head, her eyes tired yet resolute.

“Grandma, dinner’s ready,” Noel announced as he pushed open the door. Spotting Manuel in the room, he rolled his eyes! “What brings you here?”

Manuel, trying to appear endearing, said, “Noel…”

“Don’t call me that.” Noel chuckled dryly. “You bolted faster than a rabbit during the compatibility tests, but once a suitable donor was found, you’re suddenly in the picture. You’re really trying to play me, aren’t you?”

Manuel’s face flushed with embarrassment as his motives were laid bare.

“Just go home, will you?”

Grace, wishing to avoid any squabble, firmly showed him the door.

Without further ado, Manuel left, taking his bruised ego with him.

After he was gone, Noel approached Grace’s bedside. “Grandma, you shouldn’t bother with him. He’s not worthy of being a Salter.”

Cowardly and irresponsible.

son. Had he ever thought of his own son? Or of

who’s

in the hospital, giving Brittany a much-needed breather to return

and just before leaving, she asked, “Brittany, how’s

well, she might have the transplant by the

good

mean Joie’s back in the picture?”

but for Grace’s

thinned. “Is there a chance…”

Brittany again? If something happened

surveillance. She won’t

a move

had learned his lesson; he’d hired the most reliable bodyguards to watch Joie

was equipped with a state-of-the-art GPS tracking device-hidden and inescapable.

didn’t mention this to Kari.

in the afternoon,

a cab, only

driving a

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