The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 886

Marcel had hired a lawyer, but going up against Isaac’s legal eagle was like bringing a butter knife to a gunfight.

The only person Marcel truly cared about was Leda.

After much deliberation, he made his way alone to Salter Manor.

Ever since her last fainting spell, Grace had become a recluse.

Claiming she was convalescing at home was just a polite way of saying she wanted no part in the Salter family drama anymore.

When Emily saw Marcel at the door, her face betrayed discomfort. “Grace is still resting; perhaps you should come back another time,” she suggested.

But Marcel was persistent. “Emily, for the love of my father, please let me see Grace.”

With a heavy sigh, Emily relented and went upstairs to fetch Grace.

About an hour later, Grace descended the staircase slowly.

The back-to-back hospital visits had taken their toll, and even in the sanctuary of her home, she couldn’t hide the fragility that cloaked her.

“Say what you want now,” she said, settling into a chair without so much as a glance in his

direction.

begging you, please spare my mother.”

laugh was cold and sharp as ice. “I can hardly bear the weight of

hospitalized, Zac wouldn’t have been hurt, and Bri wouldn’t

you.

“Grandmother, even without the accident, would

chilling glint in

this, will she forgive you? Will she willingly keep the

listened, her heart pounding with

Marcel know? How dare he

of wills, and for a moment, the tension in the living room

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that year?” “You were so desperate to get rid of Joie because you feared she would

in Salter Manor, take a life, and escape scot-free. He could only think of

she didn’t

grandson, Bri, and the unborn child. However, I can arrange for her to start anew, far from Imperial City,” Grace declared with authority. “In exchange, you and Manuel must leave Imperial

moment, Marcel

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