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.

you, please spare my

“I can hardly bear the weight of that title from

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

you.

almost haunted. “Grandmother, even without the accident, would you have allowed Brittany to

her mask of composure, revealing a chilling glint in the kind eyes that

If she finds out that you orchestrated all this, will she forgive you? Will she willingly

listened, her heart pounding with fear.

Marcel know? How dare

silent battle of wills, and for a moment, the tension in the living room was almost

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proof do you have that I was behind the events of that year?” “You were so

life, and

she didn’t

can’t save Leda. She’s harmed my 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 City and never

moment, Marcel agreed, “Alright.”

dismissively, “Show