The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 873

Word had just come in.

Lately, Joie had been quiet. Too quiet. Her bodyguards, a vigilant bunch, grew anxious in

the silence.

All day, not a whisper.

Eventually, the bodyguards cracked the door open, only to find Joie had vanished without

a trace.

Despite combing through the building’s surveillance footage, they found nothing – Joie seemed to have disappeared into thin air.

The bodyguards, unable to keep this under wraps, promptly spilled the news to Nathan without delay.

Isaac’s face went pale, pulling away from the midst of chattering guests.

“Missing?”

“Yes, Sir. Checked the cameras. Nothing.”

How does a living, breathing person just vanish into thin air?

Clearly, someone tampered with the cameras.

“She’s injured. She can’t have gone far,” Isaac’s voice was a low growl. “Search!”

Nathan was on it, like a hound on a scent.

spook the others; he needed to maintain his composure. Returning to Grace, he forced a smile and engaged

later, Grace, fidgeting in her seat, asked, “Zac, where’s Bri? She’s been to the bathroom forever. What’s taking

Rising abruptly, he said,

the Salter Manor,

Grace, offering warm but empty words of comfort, to which she

the ladies’

“Bri?”

followed, causing his heart to

really broken

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Chapter 873

break down the door.

Then, a click.

he was about to strike,

“Zakky, what’s wrong?”

unharmed. “You were gone so long,

eyes. “I’m not a child, Zak.

arm around her waist, thumbing a message to Nathan to sweep the Salter Manor from top

with guests, who engulfed Brittany and

an hour, Brittany was flushed from drinks,

led her aside, ordering a maid for

was struggling, visibly

trying to

soup, Sir.”

approached, carrying the soup. Isaac took the bowl, blowing on it to cool it before bringing the spoon

the thick layer of makeup on the maid’s face, her eyes