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.

in the sanctuary of her home, she couldn’t

want now,” she said, settling into a chair without so much as a glance in

you, please spare my mother.”

ice. “I can hardly

Joie conspiring, I wouldn’t have been hospitalized, Zac wouldn’t have been hurt, and Bri

without the accident, would you have allowed Brittany to

composure, revealing a chilling glint in the kind eyes that had

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

listened, her heart pounding with

did Marcel know? How dare he confront Grace

and for a moment, the tension in the living room was

the events of that year?” “You were

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

was distant, and she didn’t

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 City and never set foot here again!”

moment, Marcel agreed, “Alright.”