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

chair without

please spare

as ice. “I can hardly

Zac wouldn’t have been hurt, and Bri wouldn’t have lost

“Grandmother, even without the accident,

chilling glint

we 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? And you know as well as I do,

her heart pounding with fear.

know? How dare

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

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

a life, and escape scot-free. He could only

distant, and she didn’t speak

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

a moment, Marcel agreed,