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.

I’m begging you, please spare my

“I can hardly bear

and Joie conspiring, I wouldn’t have been hospitalized, Zac wouldn’t have been hurt, and Bri wouldn’t have lost

you.

even without the accident, would you have allowed Brittany to keep the child?”

revealing a chilling glint in the kind eyes that had

into the institute’s affairs. If she finds out that you orchestrated all this, will she forgive you? Will she willingly keep the child?

her heart pounding with

know? How dare he confront Grace

and for a moment, the tension

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Grace sneered, “What proof do you have that I was behind the events of that year?” “You were so desperate to get rid of Joie because you

to fire a gun in Salter Manor, take a life, and

distant, and she didn’t speak for a long

start anew, far from Imperial

pondering for a moment,

dismissively, “Show him