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?”

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

took the 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

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

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

coldly

closed the iPad, grabbed her car keys, and

asking, “Where are you

“To the crew.”

Lucy hurriedly

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

this up in a meeting, eager to see how long

with the crew

the crew, they were met with the ear-splitting

spotted a handsome eighteen-year-old man in

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

by the mess he’d made, stepped forward to

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

was having none of it. He picked up a vase, prepared to smash it, his arrogance palpable. “Exactly, my family is loaded! If I dare to smash it, I can foot the bill. This is none of your

“You can’t smash this!”

keeping his distance, felt helpless, his heart

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

menacingly into the air,

contemptuous snort from Tom, his arm was seized just before

find Grace’s icy gaze fixed on

down and

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

His

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Salen, the new agency director who started just yesterday. It was her who rejected your leave request this time.

veins popped out, his eyes shooting daggers at

stirred the pot! I’ve been acting for two days. What’s the crime of

Grace, Lucy felt a

bothered to engage with him. “One last

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

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

My arm

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 a sight for

contrasted hilariously with his

her ice-cold expression, drew cheers from the