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.

examination

hoarse. “Not

incision was

by the bed, dabbing Grace’s lips with

was weak from just waking up but

spoke softly, “Grandma, you can’t eat just yet. I’ve made some soup for you. Once

a good

day straight. I had to force him to

had already sent a message to Isaac, letting him know

“That’s good.”

was proving to be a

soon as he heard

up with joy

to contain his emotion, Isaac sat by the bed, holding Grace’s hand, and they exchanged warm words.

having stayed up all night, was feeling the strain. She stepped out of the room to clear

Grace inquired,

“She’s come around.”

some

and yet she had also erred. As the only elder in the family, Grace had to strike a fair balance.

“I’m on it.”

eerily quiet in the deep

nurses were whispering at the end of