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?”

in front of her,

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

Tom made such a big fuss just because she got another actor to replace

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

and coldly

the iPad, grabbed her

ran after her, asking,

“To the crew.”

this, Lucy

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 Grace on the

this up in a meeting, eager to see how long

early days of shooting, with the crew on set at Holywood

their arrival at the crew, they were met with

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

petrified that they dared not breathe a word, and the rest of the crew

the cleaner, appalled by the mess

because your family is loaded doesn’t

it, his arrogance palpable. “Exactly, my

“You can’t smash this!”

distance, felt helpless, his heart

was a Yuan Dynasty blue-and-white porcelain vase, a piece of a priceless treasure that he had specially borrowed to ensure

hand rose menacingly into the air, fear was written all

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

find Grace’s

down

that, Tom let out a scornful laugh. “Who are you? How dare you make me

His Billionaire

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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 her around,

out, his eyes

days. What’s the crime of taking a break? You’re only on your second

directed towards Grace, Lucy felt a pang of schadenfreude, quietly

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

don’t lay a finger on women,

this 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 fizzled out. Instead of Grace’s scream,

go! My arm is almost

Grace. His awkward

pained howls contrasted hilariously with his furious

contrast, Grace, with her ice-cold