At the hospital.
When Isaac rushed to the hospital, Joie had been transferred to the VIP ward.
The wound on the back of her head was pretty ghastly. To treat it, part of her hair had been shaved off. Right now, she looked like she'd been through the wringer.
Grace was sick with worry.
"Joie, your head wound has been treated. Does it still hurt?"
Joie shook her head, "I'm alright. Don't blame Brittany. It was my fault."
Like hell, Grace was not gonna blame Brittany!
Brittany wasn't the type to hold grudges, so why couldn't she get along with Joie?
Last time, Brittany accidentally burned Joie's hand, and this time she pushed her... and she didn't even bother to say sorry!
Isaac walked to the door of the ward and caught wind of this, causing his eyes to narrow.
The next second, he pushed open the door, "Granny, since she said it wasn't Bri's fault, let's just drop it, okay?"
Grace couldn't believe her ears, "Zac, what the hell are you saying? Are you covering for Bri?"
Isaac didn't even glance at Joie, "Bri is pregnant now. It's Joie who's been stirring up trouble. You know Bri isn't the type to cause drama; you know this better than anyone."
Grace was speechless.
"Let's put an end to this."
Isaac glanced at Joie, "Once you're better, leave Radiant Residences. I've bought a villa for you. There will be people to take care of you."
Joie bit her lip. Was Isaac trying to get rid of her with money?
"Isaac, I'm not blaming Bri…"
"Good." Isaac cut her off. He raised his hand, and Nathan handed him a document. It was the property certificate.
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