The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 868

“Enough already!” Marcel exploded, his voice thundering through the office. “If we’re family, shouldn’t we be pulling together?”

“Marcel, you’re not even in the family tree! What family are you talking about?”

“Yeah, and let me tell you, we need that money back, or else we’re heading straight to Zac!” Isaac had never seen such losses in all his years at Grandeur Capital!

A bunch of relatives had been bickering in Marcel’s office for hours until security showed them out.

Marcel was beyond annoyed.

He never imagined these people could turn their backs faster than flipping a page in a book. Those who were once excessively flattering and eager to please him were now the same ones making his life difficult!

Zella knew Marcel was in a tight spot. She walked in with lunch, set down the thermos, and came up behind him.

“Everyone’s talking about the company. Maybel should chat with my dad?” she offered.

Though the Andersons weren’t filthy rich, they were family after all, and they couldn’t just stand by and watch him fall.

The scent of Zella calmed Marcel’s rage as he took her hands and placed them on his temples, “My head is pounding.”

with practiced ease, alleviating

channeling all his energy into the company. But no matter how much money he poured into the project, there was no return-just a bottomless pit

hour of massage, Marcel felt much

“Marcel…”

the Anderson heiress, you’re not blood. He might look after you, but he won’t lift

bit her lip, “Then what’s your

I end up with nothing…”

squatting down and leaning

was stunned for a moment by her

́really never leave

reached out, tenderly touching her face, a

to you.

bear such talk, “Don’t worry, we’ll figure

they lost Grandeur Capital, they had

the Salter family is getting

for this day

the pressure

“Yes, sir.”

she was