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.

even in the sanctuary

what you want now,” she said, settling into a chair

you, please spare my

can hardly

I wouldn’t have been hospitalized, Zac wouldn’t have been hurt, and

gaze was strange, almost haunted. “Grandmother, even without the accident, would you have allowed Brittany to

her mask of composure, revealing a chilling glint

the institute’s affairs. If she finds out that you orchestrated all this, will she forgive you? Will she willingly keep the child? And you know as well as I do, that child cannot stay!”

her heart pounding

dare he confront Grace so brazenly?

silent battle of wills, and for a moment, the tension in the living room

have that I was behind the events of that year?” “You were so desperate to get rid of Joie because you

take a life, and escape scot-free. He

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

grandson, Bri, and the unborn child. However, I can arrange for her to start anew, far from Imperial City,” Grace declared with authority. “In exchange, you and Manuel must leave Imperial

pondering for a moment, Marcel