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 of her

chair without so much as a glance in his direction.

begging you, please

cold and sharp as ice. “I can hardly bear the weight of that title

been hospitalized, Zac

“Grandmother, even without the accident, would you have allowed Brittany to

glint

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!”

listened, her heart pounding with fear.

did Marcel know? How dare he confront Grace so

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

were so desperate to get rid of Joie because you feared she would reveal your

a gun in Salter Manor, take a life,

she didn’t speak

she said, “I can’t save Leda. She’s harmed my 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

a moment, Marcel agreed, “Alright.”