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

distant relatives of the Salter family gathered

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

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

made public, caused

the Imperial City, Grace’s life had

marriage and her career, yet in her fifties, she lost her husband and

an obituary, and countless high-society figures rushed

was laid to

grandson, took charge of the funeral,

hours straight, he did not sleep a wink.

Late at night.

beside Isaac in front of the casket.

still in his black dress shirt,

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

“I want to stay with Grandma a little

hand. “Grandma wouldn’t want you

knelt in silence for a long

the decades was incredibly deep. Now that

had lost the people closest to