The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 851

Brittany was no fool; Zella was clearly dropping hints.

"Is that so?"

Zella sensed Brittany had caught on and smoothly changed the subject.

Brittany was only too happy to play along.

After spending over an hour in the café, and with the surgery drawing near, they headed back to the hospital.

"Brittany," Zella called out, "Whatever happened before, I really did consider you a friend."

Zella’s voice sounded ethereal as she continued, "So, let's just say there's a line that shouldn't be crossed."

Brittany narrowed her eyes. "I don't follow."

Did Zella know about her digging into the research institute?

That was impossible.

She'd been discreet, and Charles wasn't someone just anyone could pin down.

Watching Brittany feign composure, Zella sighed, "I mean no harm. I just don't want to see you ruin the happiness you've worked so hard for over something unnecessary."

After Zella left, Brittany stood rooted to the spot, silent for a long while.

At eleven in the morning, the surgery officially began.

Grace and Joie were wheeled into the operation room at the same time.

As the doors shut, Isaac's expression grew tense. Even with the best doctors, he couldn't help but worry about Grace.

Manuel and his family sat on the hallway benches, restless with anxiety. "Grace has always been the picture of health, lively as can be just days ago. Could there be an issue that made her ill so suddenly?"

"Mr. Salter, how many days a year do you spend with Grandma? How could you possibly know when she fell ill or if she's been in treatment all along?" Noel couldn't sit still after hearing that. "Grandma takes a turn for the worse, and you're the first to bolt. Now you're here, stirring the pot with your snide remarks?"

Manuel felt embarrassed. "Noel!"

Noel lifted his gaze defiantly, "Got a problem?"

He wasn't wrong, after all.

Manuel, faced with his own son, was fuming yet speechless.