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

crying grew louder

of the Salter family gathered around Grace, kneeling in a sea

of the discharge procedures and began organizing the funeral arrangements.

to why the heavens over the Imperial

news of Grace’s passing, once made public, caused quite a stir throughout the

leading power woman of the Imperial City, Grace’s life had been nothing short of

was exceptionally talented. She thrived in both her marriage and her career, yet in her fifties, she

high-society figures

was laid to rest

the eldest grandson, took charge of the funeral, making decisions on all

he did

Late at night.

Isaac in front of

still in his black dress shirt,

her grip tender with empathy.

his voice hoarse. “I want to stay

wouldn’t want

in silence for a

and their bond over the decades was incredibly deep. Now that

too had lost the people closest to