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.

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

said, settling into a chair without so

please spare my mother.”

ice. “I can hardly bear the weight of that title from

conspiring, I wouldn’t have been hospitalized, Zac

the accident, would you have allowed Brittany

glint in the kind eyes

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

her heart pounding with

Marcel know? How dare he confront

of wills, and for a moment, the tension in the living

the events of that year?” “You were so desperate to get rid

had never understood who could be bold enough to fire a gun in Salter Manor, take a life, and escape scot-free. He

distant, and she didn’t

She’s harmed my grandson, Bri, and the unborn child. However, I can arrange for her to start anew, far

pondering for a moment, Marcel