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?”

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

iPad and saw a photo of 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 throwing

big fuss just because she got another actor to replace him due to he was

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idol, all because of one day off, you had to replace him! Now you’ve poked the bear, I

her arms and coldly snorted as

the iPad, grabbed her car keys, and walked

asking, “Where are you

“To the crew.”

Lucy hurriedly

his repertoire of dirty tricks seemed never-ending.

would then bring this up in a meeting, eager to see how long Grace could keep her

still in the early days of shooting, with the crew on set at Holywood in Frant City. Grace and Lucy

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

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

breathe a

appalled by the mess he’d made, stepped forward

because your family is loaded doesn’t

to smash it, his arrogance palpable. “Exactly, my

“You can’t smash this!”

distance, felt helpless, his

Yuan Dynasty blue-and-white 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

rose menacingly into the air, fear

snort from Tom, his arm was seized just before he could bring the vase crashing to the

in surprise to find Grace’s icy gaze

down

out a scornful laugh. “Who are you? How dare you make me

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an amicable explanation, “Mr. Walker, this is Miss Salen, the new agency director who started just yesterday. It was her who rejected your leave request

forehead veins popped out, his eyes

stirred the pot! I’ve been acting for two days. What’s the crime of taking a break? You’re only on your second day and you dare reject

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

couldn’t be bothered to engage with him. “One last time, will you

a finger on women, but you’ve

collectively dropped their gaze, not wanting to witness the scene. But, the expected sound of

My arm

see Tom flat on his face, hands cruelly twisted behind his back by Grace. His awkward pose on the floor, butt

contrasted hilariously with his furious

contrast, Grace, with her ice-cold expression,