The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 889

“No, I had no clue before you left Imperial City. I truly liked you then.”

She really had no idea.

She had altered her plans without a care in the world about who was fleeing with Isaac. Her sole focus was eliminating a future threat.

It wasn’t until Joie came knocking that she started digging and uncovered Brittany’s identity.

Grace clutched Brittany’s hand tightly, trembling. “Bri, I’m so sorry. Don’t tell Zac… don’t let him despise me.”

She was at the end of her rope, coughing up blood in heavy spurts, as Brittany’s tears flowed ceaselessly.

“Bri, promise me…”

Grace couldn’t hold on much longer.

Brittany covered her eyes with her hands to hide the scalding tears and, after a long moment, nodded. “Okay.”

Grace got the answer she wanted and then everything became hazy.

Wails of grief echoed from outside the door.

Grace’s hand slowly lost its warmth, and as Brittany stared at her ashen face, it felt as if something inside her had irreparably shattered

grew louder and more

relatives of the Salter family

and cool-headed, took care of the discharge procedures and

why the heavens over the Imperial City, usually so clear and crisp, were today shrouded in

Grace’s passing, once made public, caused quite

of the Imperial City, Grace’s life had been nothing

She thrived in both her marriage and her career, yet in her fifties,

obituary, and countless high-society figures rushed to express their

she was

the funeral, making decisions on all matters big

twenty-four hours straight, he did

Late at night.

knelt beside Isaac in front of

shirt,

her grip tender with empathy. “It’s late, you should get some rest.”

shook his head, his voice hoarse. “I want to stay with Grandma a

wouldn’t

for a

their bond over the decades was incredibly deep. Now that Grace was gone,

pain. She too had lost the people closest to