The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 23

There’s more to Grace’s background than meets his eye.

Just as this thought crossed Edgar’s mind. Tim had already hailed a cab to the scene. He was taken aback to see people sca t t e r e d around, unconscious, and he let out a long sigh.

Mr. Fallen was really ruthless!

Edgar glanced at him, “Perfect timing. Bag up these gangsters and take them back for questioning. Find out who’s pulling the strings”

“Understood.” Tim nodded.

“Also, send someone to dig into Grace’s background, I want all the details.”

“Roger that, Mr. Fallen.”

By the time Grace returned to the villa, it was already late.

Patric was waiting for her on the couch.

Grace told him about the night’s events, not leaving a single detail out, which caused Patric to see red. He immediately dispatched people to launch an investigation.

On the car ride home, Grace mulled over the incident.

Apart from the person from the Smith family who had harmed her, Grace didn’t have any known enemies. However, if that person knew her whereabouts, they wouldn’t just send a few small fries to insult her and record videos

This was more like the style of the Fallen family. She didn’t believe Edgar would be impartial after uncovering this. It would be good to get one of Patric’s men to investigate.

After taking a bath, Grace hit the hay.

The next morning, Grace arrived at the company on time. Having familiarized herself with the materials the day before, she was now ready to start managing the artists’ schedules. Lucy was astounded by her quick grasp of things and no longer dared to deliberately make things difficult for her.

After a calm and peaceful morning, Grace stretched languidly, her mood exceptionally light. However, after lunch, the office door was slammed open by someone.

Lucy barged in, with an angry expression.

Grace frowned, “Ever heard of knocking, Ms. Gordan?”

didn’t respond to her, instead, she thrust an iPad in front of her, “Look at the fine

their own artist, Tom Walker, throwing a tantrum on set. Fortunately, his agent had intercepted the photo, or else it would be circulated and people would accuse her artist of

a big fuss just because she got another actor

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off, you had to replace him! Now you’ve poked the bear,

her arms and coldly

grabbed her car

her, asking, “Where

“To the crew.”

this, Lucy hurriedly

and his repertoire of dirty tricks seemed never-ending. Lucy was chomping at

bring this up in a meeting, eager to see how long Grace could

series was bankrolled by Angle. It was still in the early days of shooting, with the crew on set at Holywood in Frant City. Grace and Lucy hot-footed it there in a mere half an

with the

they got closer, they spotted a handsome eighteen-year-old man in the throes

agent and assistant were so petrified that they dared not breathe a word, and the rest of the crew kept their

cleaner, appalled by the mess

man! Look at the mess you’ve created! Just because your family is loaded

none of it. He picked up a vase, prepared to smash it, his arrogance palpable. “Exactly, my

“You can’t smash this!”

director, keeping his distance,

specially borrowed to ensure the props were accurate and exquisite. Smashing it

the air, fear

from Tom, his arm was seized just before

surprise to find Grace’s icy

it down

Tom let out a scornful laugh. “Who are

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who rejected your leave request this time. I tried to

veins popped out, his eyes shooting

days. What’s the crime of taking

Tom’s fury was completely directed towards Grace, Lucy felt a pang of schadenfreude, quietly backing away to watch the

him. “One last time,

lay a finger on women, but you’ve really asked for it

could almost visualize the gruesome scene they expected to unfold within a minute. They collectively dropped their gaze, not wanting to witness the scene. But, the expected sound of violence didn’t materialize. Instead, it quickly

go! My

behind his back by Grace. His awkward pose on the floor, butt propped

pained howls contrasted hilariously

contrast, Grace, with her ice-cold