The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 852

As if she’d been slapped across the face, Joie’s complexion turned ghostly pale. “Bro Isaac, I swear I didn’t. Why would I gamble with my own life?”

“Then explain to me the financial ties you had with the person responsible for the crash,” Isaac demanded, his voice laced with betrayal. He couldn’t believe that after all these years of being sharp as a tack, he’d been played for a fool by Joie. “Or is this some misguided attempt at playing the saint?”

Cornered, Joie admitted, “Bro Isaac, I did deceive you five years ago, but I’ve just donated a kidney to Grandma. Doesn’t that count for something?”

Isaac was floored by her audacity.

“In three days, I’ll arrange for you to leave the country. You’re never to set foot in Imperial City again.”

After Isaac left the hospital room, Joie clenched her fist around the glass on the nightstand and hurled it at the floor, her face twisted with rage.

Isaac stepped out into the hallway.

“Keep this under wraps,” he instructed.

“Understood.”

By the time Grace woke up, it was already the dead of night.

Isaac had been sent home by Brittany to get some rest. He hadn’t slept in over twenty-four hours and was running on fumes.

Brittany stayed by Grace’s side at the hospital. When she saw Grace stir, she immediately called for the doctor. After a thorough examination confirmed everything was fine, Brittany heaved a sigh of relief and adjusted the head of Grace’s bed. “Grandma, how are you feeling?”

Grace’s voice was hoarse. “Not too bad.”

incision was starting

Grace’s lips with

from just waking up but didn’t want

wiping Grace’s mouth, Brittany spoke softly, “Grandma, you can’t eat just yet. I’ve made some soup for you. Once you’re a bit more settled, I’ll help you

such a

for nearly a day straight. I had to force him to go home and

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soon.”

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already sent a message to Isaac, letting him know

“That’s good.”

was proving to be a diligent daughter-in-law, worthy of the Salter family name.

soon as

up with joy

sat by the bed, holding Grace’s hand, and

having stayed up all night, was feeling the strain. She stepped out of the room to clear her head.

Joie?” Grace inquired, still

“She’s come around.”

her some extra

had

“I’m on it.”

quiet in

nurses were whispering at the end of a long corridor.

body vanished from the

“Stolen?”