The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 852

As if she’d been slapped across the face, Joie’s complexion turned ghostly pale. “Bro Isaac, I swear I didn’t. Why would I gamble with my own life?”

“Then explain to me the financial ties you had with the person responsible for the crash,” Isaac demanded, his voice laced with betrayal. He couldn’t believe that after all these years of being sharp as a tack, he’d been played for a fool by Joie. “Or is this some misguided attempt at playing the saint?”

Cornered, Joie admitted, “Bro Isaac, I did deceive you five years ago, but I’ve just donated a kidney to Grandma. Doesn’t that count for something?”

Isaac was floored by her audacity.

“In three days, I’ll arrange for you to leave the country. You’re never to set foot in Imperial City again.”

After Isaac left the hospital room, Joie clenched her fist around the glass on the nightstand and hurled it at the floor, her face twisted with rage.

Isaac stepped out into the hallway.

“Keep this under wraps,” he instructed.

“Understood.”

By the time Grace woke up, it was already the dead of night.

Isaac had been sent home by Brittany to get some rest. He hadn’t slept in over twenty-four hours and was running on fumes.

for the doctor. After a thorough examination confirmed everything was fine, Brittany heaved a sigh of relief and adjusted the head of Grace’s

hoarse. “Not too

anesthesia was wearing off, and the incision was starting to

the bed, dabbing Grace’s lips with a moist cotton swab.

just waking up

some soup for you. Once you’re

a good girl.”

up for nearly a day straight. I had to force him to go home

already sent a message to Isaac, letting him know that Grace was

“That’s good.”

to be a diligent daughter-in-law,

back as soon as he heard the news.

face lit up with joy upon

Isaac sat by the bed, holding Grace’s hand, and

having stayed up all night, was feeling the strain. She stepped

Grace inquired, still worried about her.

“She’s come around.”

sighed in relief. “Give her some

had saved Grace’s life multiple times, and yet she had also erred. As the only

“I’m on it.”

hospital was eerily quiet in the

at the end of a long