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

louder

Salter

the discharge procedures and

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

once made public, caused

leading power woman of the Imperial City,

her marriage and her career, yet in her fifties,

an obituary, and countless high-society figures rushed

she was laid to

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

hours straight, he did

Late at night.

beside Isaac in front of

his black dress shirt,

hand, her grip tender with empathy.

shook his head, his voice hoarse. “I want

her hand. “Grandma wouldn’t want

knelt in silence for a

up under Grace’s wing, and their bond over the decades was incredibly deep. Now that Grace was gone, his

She too had lost the people