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 intense.

nearly pushed aside as the distant relatives of the Salter family gathered around Grace, kneeling in

took care of the discharge procedures and began organizing the

the heavens over the Imperial City, usually so clear and crisp, were

Grace’s passing, once made public, caused quite

Imperial City, Grace’s life had been

thrived in both her marriage and her career, yet in her fifties, she lost her husband and daughter-in-law.

and countless high-society figures rushed to

she was laid to rest

charge of the funeral, making decisions

did not

Late at night.

beside Isaac in front of the

in his black dress shirt, solemn and

empathy. “It’s late, you should get

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

hand. “Grandma wouldn’t want you

in silence for a long

grown up under Grace’s wing, and their bond over the decades

his pain. She too had lost the people closest to her.