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.

with a frosty undertone. “I simply wanted to ask her if she

desire to crush Marcel; he had few people he cared about, and Grace

voice lowered to a growl, his eyes narrowing coldly. “Marcel, if you dare come near

that a

composure, but

like a helpless mass. Despite his attempts to

I still have a shred of

the doctors were at a loss.

one further dampening

Salter family was in turmoil, everyone anxiously

often is, proved

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

flickered

outside, like a statue, unable

like gales whistling by, tearing his heart into

heard the doctor

was at its limit. Even if she’d been revived, there