The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 136
“This… How is this possible?”
Before he could finish speaking, he saw the evidence document in front of him, which was presented by Eric. It confirmed that the incident of encountering the disguised assassin at the Mellis family villa was indeed orchestrated by Nancy.
She pretended to offer him shelter, but behind his back, she had planned to send him to his death.
His tears flowed like rivers, realizing that the evidence compiled by Eric couldn’t possibly be fake. It was precisely because he knew this that he felt extremely heartbroken, as if his heart was being suffocated.
Nancy had deceived him for so long, causing him immense pain….
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Boss. I have betrayed your trust. You can punish me in any way you want.”
Seeing him cry so miserably, Eric sighed and said. “Repeat everything you did for Nancy, without a single mistake.”
“Alright…”
As he spoke, Eric listened attentively and recorded his words on the computer.
That’s all. Since the hijacking incident, I have been imprisoned by Grace’s faction.”
Eric handed the computer to Edgar, who carefully reviewed it before closing the device. His gaze toward Tim became slightly complex.
“As former comrades who fought side by side, this will be the last time we see you. Is there anything else you want to say?”
Tim closed his eyes, his heart turning to ashes.
“No, it’s my own stu pidity. Go ahead and do what you need to.”
Eric smiled. “Do you think the Boss wants to kill you? He prefers to see you alive and repentant.”
Edgar glanced at the time and instructed Eric, “Find two people to give him a hundred lashes, keep him alive, and send him back. Let the bosses of the two factions in prison know that anyone who dares to treat him well will have trouble with me.”
“Yes.”
Eric took the computer and left the room without looking back.
Soon, the sound of whip lashes mixed with the painful moans of a man echoed in the room, sounding miserable and eerie.
The next day, Grace finished breakfast and went to work. Edgar finished cleaning the dishes and left the house one after the other.
Although he no longer held the position of head of the Fallen Family, the authority he had established over the years remained. Plus, he still held 40% of the shares, so his influence in the Fallen Family was still high.

It was only the office that moved from the 28th floor to the 23rd floor, but Edgar didn’t care. These things were merely superficial to him. However, if Grace wanted it, he would spare no effort to help. her.
But just because he didn’t care didn’t mean that others didn’t care.
During lunchtime, Manager Kenton and Manager Finn knocked on his door.
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.”Good afternoon, President Fallen.”
Both of them smiled, trying to please him.
Edgar glanced at them and spoke in a cold tone, “What’s the matter?”
Manager Kenton and Manager Finn exchanged glances, and Manager Kenton said, “We came here today mainly to discuss something with you, President Fallen.”
Edgar didn’t even raise his head and replied, “If it’s something significant, talk to Director Grace. If it’s a small matter, find Miss Belinda.”
Both of their faces stiffened, and they exchanged meaningful looks.
Manager Finn quickly said, “Since the change in leadership in the Fallen Family, Miss Belinda has been suppressing us, the long-serving employees. Moreover, President Grace is elusive, and we have no way to reason with her. Now that you have returned, have you ever thought about reclaiming the Fallen Family?”
Edgar paused for a moment but remained silent.
Manager Kenton added fuel to the fire: “The new President, Ms. Grace, seems to have little
understanding of the real estate industry, and Miss Belinda lacks ideas. The company can’t continue like this forever, right?”
He tapped his fingers lightly on the desk, lost in thought, with a hint of contemplation in his dark
eyes.
“What do you want to do? Just say it.”
“If you have the intention to regain control of the Fallen Family, we will support you wholeheartedly! No, it’s not just us. Many of the old employees are willing to listen to your command. President Grace only has 5% more shares than you, but you have been in power in the Fallen Family for a long time. If you directly confront her, your chances of winning won’t be low!”
Edgar fell silent for a while before saying. “Who are the people? Make a list for me.”
Manager Kenton and Manager Finn were overjoyed. “So, you agree?”
He pressed his lips tightly together, his expression inscrutable, and didn’t answer.
They knew he had a cold personality, so they assumed he had already had his own thoughts. They eagerly handed over the list. When Edgar regained control of the Fallen Family, perhaps these old employees who had contributed to the company’s stability might even receive some sca ttered shares.
Both of them felt so happy in their hearts. They continued, “You can take your time, President Fallen. If there’s anything we can do, just give us orders.”
“Mm.”
The two of them sensibly closed the door and left.
Edgar was still looking at the list when suddenly the door opened quietly, revealing the figure of Grace in a white bodycon dress with high heels. He noticed her out of the corner of his eye and instinctively looked up.
Grace leaned against the door with her hands crossed, looking at him with a smirk on her face but with coldness in her eyes. From Edgar’s perspective, her figure was perfectly showcased in the tight-fitting dress.
“Why are you here?”
Grace’s tone was indifferent. “This entire building belongs to me now. Can’t I come? Or is it that I cane at the wrong time and happened to overhear something I shouldn’t have?”
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“I didn’t mean that.”
Edgar stood up, motioned for her to sit on the sofa, and poured tea for her.
After doing all this, Edgar handed her the list that was on the table. “Take a look at this.”
She glanced at it roughly and looked a bit surprised.
“These are the people who can support you in reclaiming the Fallen Family. Are you selling them out
like this?”
Edgar pressed his lips together and, under her gaze, slowly squatted down on one knee, looking up
at her.
Grace was puzzled. “What do you mean?”