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.

a frosty undertone.

a chance!” Isaac felt an intense desire to crush Marcel; he had few people

you dare come near Grandma again, I swear, I’ll make sure

a

composure,

sprawled on the ground like a helpless mass. Despite his attempts

that I still have a shred of sanity

bleak, and the doctors

notice after another was issued, each one further

Salter family was in turmoil, everyone anxiously awaiting an

as it often is,

was critical again, and despite hours of

room’s light flickered on and off.

a statue, unable to move.

like gales whistling by, tearing his heart into countless

heard the doctor say.

limit. Even if she’d been revived, there wouldn’t have been much point.”