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?”

iPad in front of her, “Look at the fine mess you’ve

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 throwing his

got another actor to replace him due to

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of one day off, you had to replace him! Now you’ve poked the bear, I won’t

coldly snorted as she said

closed the iPad, grabbed her car keys, and walked

after her, asking, “Where are you

“To the crew.”

Lucy

notorious hell-raiser in the company, was infamous for his volatile temperament, and his repertoire of dirty tricks

in a meeting, eager to

TV series was bankrolled by Angle. It was still in the early days of shooting, with the crew on

with the ear-splitting sound of

handsome eighteen-year-old man in the throes of a

dared not breathe a word, and

appalled by the mess he’d made, stepped forward to

Look at the mess you’ve created! Just because your family is loaded doesn’t mean

of it. He picked up a vase, prepared to smash it, his arrogance palpable. “Exactly, my family

“You can’t smash this!”

keeping his distance, felt

porcelain vase, a piece of a priceless treasure that he had specially borrowed to ensure the props were accurate and exquisite. Smashing it would be more than just

into the air, fear was

just before he could bring the vase crashing to the

around in surprise to find Grace’s

it down

a scornful laugh. “Who are

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

forehead veins popped out, his eyes shooting daggers at

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

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

him.

anger. “I don’t lay a finger on women, but you’ve really asked for it

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,

My arm is

see 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,

hilariously with

ice-cold expression,