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.”

off, and the incision

Grace’s

weak from just waking up but didn’t want to

spoke softly, “Grandma, you can’t eat just yet. I’ve made some soup for

a good

straight. I had to force him to go home and

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soon.”

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a message to Isaac, letting him know that

“That’s good.”

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

as he heard the news.

face lit up with joy upon seeing

to contain his emotion, Isaac sat by the bed, holding Grace’s hand, and they exchanged

feeling the strain. She

about Joie?” Grace inquired, still worried about her.

“She’s come around.”

some extra money to

she had also erred. As the only elder in

“I’m on it.”

quiet in the

at the end of a long corridor.

A body vanished from

“Stolen?”