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

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

of the discharge procedures and began organizing the

over the Imperial City, usually so

passing, once made public, caused quite a stir

City,

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

and countless high-society

wishes, she was laid to rest beside

the funeral, making decisions on

he did

Late at night.

Isaac in front of the

shirt, solemn and restrained,

his hand, her grip tender with empathy. “It’s

want to stay with Grandma a

withdrew 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.

pain. She too had lost the people closest