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?”

her, instead, she thrust an iPad in front of her, “Look at the fine

artist, Tom Walker, throwing a tantrum on set. Fortunately, his agent had intercepted the photo, or else it would be circulated

just because she got another actor to replace

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to replace him! Now

and coldly snorted as she said sarcastic

the iPad, grabbed her car keys, and walked

asking, “Where are you

“To the crew.”

Lucy

in the company, was infamous for his volatile temperament, and his repertoire of dirty tricks seemed never-ending. Lucy was chomping at the bit to see

eager to

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

the crew, they were met with the ear-splitting sound of

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

not breathe a word, and the rest

mess he’d made, stepped

Just because your

it, his arrogance palpable. “Exactly, my

“You can’t smash this!”

his distance, felt helpless, his heart

a priceless treasure that he had specially borrowed to ensure the props were accurate and exquisite. Smashing

rose menacingly into the air, fear was written

contemptuous snort from Tom, his arm was seized just before he could bring

turned around in surprise to find Grace’s icy gaze fixed on

down and

that, Tom let out a scornful laugh. “Who

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Miss Salen, the new agency director who started just yesterday. It was her who rejected your leave request this time. I tried to talk her around, but she insisted

popped out, his eyes shooting daggers

pot! I’ve been acting for two days. What’s the crime of taking a break?

Grace, Lucy felt a pang of schadenfreude, quietly backing away

with him. “One last time, will you apologize or

“I don’t lay a finger on women,

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 fizzled out. Instead of Grace’s scream, they were met

let go! My arm is

Tom flat on his face, hands cruelly twisted behind his back by Grace. His awkward pose on the floor, butt propped up by Grace’s high heel, was

pained howls contrasted hilariously

her ice-cold expression, drew