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

relatives of the Salter family gathered around Grace,

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

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

once made public, caused quite

Imperial City, Grace’s life

in both her marriage and her career,

an obituary, and countless high-society figures rushed to

last wishes, she was laid to

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

twenty-four hours straight, he did not sleep

Late at night.

beside Isaac in front of the

black dress shirt, solemn and restrained, much

took his hand, her grip tender with empathy. “It’s late, you should get

voice hoarse. “I want

hand. “Grandma wouldn’t want

in silence for a long while.

and their bond over the decades

pain. She too had lost