The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 847

Chapter 847

The Imperial City.

Grace returned from the garden, weary yet content. Emily approached her with a look of concern, “Grace, you really ought to take it easy. Your health can’t take all this strain.”

Despite her frailty, Grace was relentless in tending to her flowers, a passion that was taking its toll on her well-being.

“It’s alright,” Grace reassured her with a dismissive wave.

She set down her watering can and began to ascend the grand staircase, her back to the world, with Emily trailing behind.

“Grace,” Emily began hesitantly, “there’s word from Craneville. Someone’s digging into the past.”

Grace paused, her hand tightening on the banister. “Who?”

“It’s unclear at the moment.” Emily sighed deeply, “Could it be that the old secrets are leaking out?”

“That’s impossible,” Grace shook her head firmly, “The matters of the past were concealed with the utmost care. No one should be able to unearth them.”

“Ensure our people are cautious. We can’t afford any unwanted discoveries,” Grace instructed before continuing her climb.

“Understood,” replied Emily.

breath, tainted with the weight of

to extend Pete’s life, she had invested fortunes

dismay, the treatments that promised life extension were a poisonous double-edged sword,

gaze stretching into the darkness of the night, where the silhouette of the mountains lay

back in Imperial City but didn’t head home. Instead, she checked into a five-star hotel and fired up her laptop. An email awaited

rest of the

the hotel to

asked, the concern evident in

welcome back dinner the night before, but Brittany

she upset over

rest,” Brittany met his gaze, her voice tinged with

that pushing too hard

over her shoulders. “Shall I take you home?”

swing by the

could tell it wasn’t anger over

trip that

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