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.

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

now,” she said, settling into a chair

begging you, please spare my

“I can hardly bear the weight of

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

the accident, would you have allowed Brittany to keep

composure, revealing a chilling glint

that you orchestrated all this, will she forgive you? Will she willingly keep the child? And you know as

listened, her heart pounding with fear.

How dare he confront Grace

of wills, and for a moment, the tension in the living room was almost suffocating.

do you have that I was behind the events of that year?” “You were so desperate

be bold enough to fire a gun in Salter Manor, take a life, and escape scot-free. He could only think of one possibility- Grace had arranged

and she didn’t speak for a long

However, I can arrange for her to start anew, far from Imperial City,” Grace declared with authority. “In exchange,

moment, Marcel