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.

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

a chair without so much as a glance in his direction.

I’m begging you, please spare my mother.”

laugh was cold and sharp as ice. “I can hardly bear the

hospitalized, Zac wouldn’t have been hurt,

gaze was strange, almost haunted. “Grandmother, even without the accident, would

of composure, revealing a chilling glint in the kind

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

listened, her heart pounding with

dare

a moment, the tension in the living room was almost suffocating.

sneered, “What proof do you have that I was behind the events of that year?” “You were so desperate to get rid of Joie because you feared she would reveal your secret, weren’t

take a life, and

she didn’t speak for a long while.

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

a moment, Marcel agreed, “Alright.”