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.

back-to-back hospital visits had taken their toll, and even in the sanctuary of her home, she

now,” she said, settling into a chair without so much

please spare

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

wouldn’t have been hospitalized, Zac wouldn’t

“Grandmother, even without the accident, would you have allowed Brittany to keep the child?”

pierced her mask of composure, revealing a chilling glint in the kind eyes that had

this, will she

listened, her heart pounding with fear.

dare he confront Grace so

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

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

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

distant, and she didn’t speak for a

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.

moment, Marcel agreed, “Alright.”