The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 59
“Well done.” Although Edgar said so, there was something hidden in his eyes.
He looked through the result of the investigation, and Tim explained on the side.
“We found that Miss Mellis’s activity was indeed consistent with the time when you had the car accident. That is to say, Miss Mellis saved your life 13 years ago. There is no doubt about it.”
Tim looked at him with a firm expression.
Edgar flipped through the documents carefully and frowned slightly. No one could tell his emotions from his deep black eyes.
“There’s one more thing.”
Tim looked hesitant.
“Speak.” Edgar glanced at him and motioned for him to continue.
“You asked me to investigate Miss Mellis’s attack. There is new progress, and the result is attached to the document.”
Edgar flipped through a few pages as he was told and saw a few photos.
He took a closer look and frowned again.
In the photo, he could recognize the green Santana even if it was turned into ashes.
At the thought of this, he felt a surge of anger in his heart, and then he looked down in frustration.
The rest of the photos were almost the same, but the last one was a little different.
In the ploto, several figures could be seen in the pitch-black night. He tried his best to recognize that one of them was Grace.
“According to these photos and the schedule of Miss Salen that day, she did appear at the scene where Miss Mellis was beaten, and this one.”
He pointed to one of the photos and said, “Grace seems to be making a deal with someone.
“The person standing behind her seems to be Alex, Patric’s assistant. It’s very likely that Grace asked Patric to do it. Anyway, no matter what the result is, this matter must have something to do with
Grace.”
Edgar didn’t show any emotion on his face. He just continued to stare at the photos.

“Miss Mellis is such a gentle and kind person. Grace is a devil!”
Tim clenched his fists and continued to persuade her. “You must uphold justice for Miss Mellis. Teach Grace a lesson.”
Edgar looked at his eager expression and nodded.
“Okay, let’s talk about it when we get hack.”
His resumed his indifferent expression, which was unpredictable.
Early the next morning.
The hospital became lively again.
Nancy had already made preparations. She leaned against the headboard and was ready for the interview.
“I know that if I accept the interview at this critical moment, someone may speculate my intention
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and even push me into the teeth of the storm.”
She pretended to be strong and continued, “But I still have to solemnly clarify that Mr. Fallen of the Fallen Group and I were childhood friends. We fell in love with each other when we were young. Later, for some reason, we were forced to separate.
“I don’t know what happened during my absence, but I can tell you that I’m definitely not a mistress, and I didn’t ruin his marriage with Grace.”
Tears flickered in her eyes, but she gritted her teeth firmly to prevent them from falling.
The reporters clicked on the shutters one after another, and the cameras flashed one after another. It was a little too dazzling, and she almost couldn’t maintain this expression.
But she didn’t dare to relax at all.
She had to rely on this to gain public sympathy.
“Miss Mellis, we have some questions. Would you like to answer?” The reporter handed the microphone to Nancy.
Nancy nodded and tried her best to look natural and graceful. “Go ahead. I will tell you everything 1
know.”
“You just said that you and Mr. Fallen were in love with each other. Then why weren’t you
the one who married Mr. Fallen that year? What happened during that time? Where were you when Grace and Mr. Fallen got married? Why didn’t you stop them?
“By the way, how did you get hurt? Was it because you were a mistress? Would you like to tell us?
“And…”
“Enough!” Nancy interrupted the reporter with an unhappy look.
These reporters went too far. They didn’t consider her physical condition.”
She was so angry that she was about to vomit blood!
Realizing that she had lost her composure, she coughed lightly and said, “Sorry, I’m not feeling well. Let’s call it a day.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she closed her eyes and put on a posture of refusing to be disturbed.
“Nancy has said enough today. She needs to rest. If you have any questions, you
can ask me.”
Emma left the ward with the reporters and stood in the corridor, facing the sharp questions.
“The questions you just asked are our family’s private affairs, and it’s also the privacy of my daughter and Mr. Fallen. We refuse to answer these questions. I hope you can understand.”
“What about Miss Mellis’ injury?”
“We’ve found evidence to prove that it has something to do with Grace.”