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.

at Isaac, his gaze tinged with a frosty undertone. “I simply wanted to ask her if she could spare my

Marcel; he had few

a growl, his eyes narrowing coldly. “Marcel, if you dare come near Grandma again, I swear, I’ll make

that a threat?”

composure, but panic was

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

count yourself lucky that I still have a shred of sanity

was bleak, and the doctors were at a loss.

was issued, each one further dampening

Salter family was in turmoil, everyone anxiously awaiting an outcome.

it often is,

dead of night, Grace was critical again, and despite hours of effort by the medical team, they couldn’t

operating room’s light flickered

frozen outside, like a statue, unable

were like gales whistling by,

clearly heard the

we did everything we could. Grace’s body was at its limit. Even if she’d been revived, there