The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 886

Marcel had hired a lawyer, but going up against Isaac’s legal eagle was like bringing a butter knife to a gunfight.

The only person Marcel truly cared about was Leda.

After much deliberation, he made his way alone to Salter Manor.

Ever since her last fainting spell, Grace had become a recluse.

Claiming she was convalescing at home was just a polite way of saying she wanted no part in the Salter family drama anymore.

When Emily saw Marcel at the door, her face betrayed discomfort. “Grace is still resting; perhaps you should come back another time,” she suggested.

But Marcel was persistent. “Emily, for the love of my father, please let me see Grace.”

With a heavy sigh, Emily relented and went upstairs to fetch Grace.

About an hour later, Grace descended the staircase slowly.

taken their toll, and even in the sanctuary of her home, she couldn’t hide the fragility that cloaked

chair without so much

begging you, please spare

can hardly bear the weight

and Joie conspiring, I wouldn’t have been hospitalized, Zac wouldn’t have been hurt, and Bri wouldn’t have lost her baby.”

was strange, almost haunted. “Grandmother, even without the accident,

of composure, revealing a chilling glint

both know that Brittany is digging into the institute’s affairs. If she finds out that you orchestrated all this, will she forgive you? Will she willingly keep the child?

heart pounding with fear.

know? How dare he confront Grace

a silent battle of wills, and for a moment, the

sneered, “What proof do you have that I was behind the events of that year?” “You were so desperate to get rid of Joie because you feared she would reveal your secret, weren’t you?”

to fire a gun in Salter Manor, take a life, and

was distant, and she didn’t speak for a long

I can arrange for her to start anew, far from Imperial City,” Grace declared

pondering for a moment,