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.

visits had taken their toll, and even in the sanctuary

chair without so much as a glance in his

please spare my mother.”

ice. “I can hardly bear the weight of

wouldn’t have been hospitalized, Zac wouldn’t have been hurt,

even without the accident, would you have allowed Brittany to keep

of composure, revealing a chilling glint in the

orchestrated all this, will she forgive

heart pounding with

much did Marcel know? How dare he

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

Grace sneered, “What proof do you have that I was behind the events of that year?” “You were so desperate to get

understood who could 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 it all to

and she didn’t speak for a long while.

“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

for a moment, Marcel agreed, “Alright.”