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.”

and the incision

by the bed, dabbing Grace’s lips with a

was weak from just waking up but didn’t

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

a good girl.”

a day straight. I had to

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Chapter 852

soon.”

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Isaac, letting him

“That’s good.”

to be a diligent daughter-in-law, worthy of the

as he heard

lit up with

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

night, was feeling the strain. She stepped out of the room to clear

inquired, still worried about her.

“She’s come around.”

relief. “Give her some extra

were complicated. She had saved Grace’s life multiple times, and yet she had also

“I’m on it.”

was eerily quiet in the

nurses were whispering at the end of a long

A body vanished from the morgue.”

“Stolen?”