The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 887

Grace collapsed once again.

The Salter clan was in an uproar, storming the hospital in a mass of worry and apprehension.

Isaac was the family’s pride and rock, the linchpin that held them together.

Surrounded by his kin, their inquiries came fast and fervent, as if fearing that with Grace’s departure, the entire Salter legacy would fall squarely on Isaac’s shoulders.

Manuel and Marcel were there too.

Gone was their former luster; these past few days had been particularly rough for them.

Marcel hadn’t expected Grace to collapse.

The moment Marcel showed up, Isaac grabbed him and slammed him against the wall with a force that threatened to crunch his bones.

“Emily said you went to see Grandma. What did you say to her?”

Grace didn’t just collapse out of the blue; anger must have played a part.

then back at Isaac, his gaze tinged with a frosty undertone. “I simply wanted to

felt an intense desire to crush Marcel; he had

eyes narrowing coldly. “Marcel, if you dare come near Grandma again, I swear, I’ll make sure Leda doesn’t live to see her

that a

to maintain his composure, but panic was setting in.

leaving Him sprawled on the ground like a helpless mass. Despite his attempts to rise, his legs failed to

lucky that I still have a shred of sanity

bleak, and the doctors were

another was issued, each one further dampening Isaac’s

was in turmoil, everyone anxiously awaiting an

as it often is,

and despite hours of effort by the medical team, they couldn’t bring her

flickered

a statue, unable to move.

gales whistling by, tearing

the doctor say.

at its limit. Even if she’d been revived, there wouldn’t have