The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 246

“Did they see it correctly?” Eder actually peeled the orange himself and even fed it

Is this gentleman in the video truly the cold and ruthless ruler of the Grant family?! Even Eric was stunned, momentarily forgetting that he was supposed to be reporting the data.

Meanwhile, the man on the screen, who was under the watchful eyes of the entire conference room, remained completely unaware of any impropriety.

As he fed the orange beyond the screen, a subtle glimmer of tenderness appeared in his typically icy black eyes. The sweet and affectionate atmosphere filled the conference room unabated, permeating even through the digital display.

Noticing Eric’s sudden silence, Eder frowned disapprovingly, swiftly returning to his chilly demeanor. “Continue,” he commanded.

“Oh, yes!” Eric jolted back to reality, his eyes flicking back to the information booklet in his hands. But suddenly, he found himself at a loss. The line he had just read had slipped from his memory! With a stern expression, Eder prompted him. “The profit–and–loss ratio of the Rossi project.” “Oh, right, the profit–and–loss ratio Eric hastily flipped through the pages, finally locating the relevant information and resuming his report.

Just as Eder was about to feed the seventh orange outside the screen, Grace shifted her face to the side, refusing to open her mouth.

“I don’t want to eat anymore.” Unable to feed her, Eder naturally withdrew his hand, preparing to eat the orange himself.

A voice from beside stopped him, “You can’t, you’re not allowed to eat!” It wasn’t that Grace was being stingy, but someone who was in the recovery period after surgery shouldn’t eat too many oranges. Eder had already eaten three today.

He had to control himself!

Eder stopped eating the oranges, then turned his head and glanced to the side. “No!”

Grace frowned, threatening him with her gaze, and then checked the time, speaking softly, “It’s time. Take your medicine!”

The stern president received a scolding, and everyone watched his face grow dark, signaling trouble ahead..

The room fell silent, anticipating a tantrum and the sound of a cup breaking, just like he had done to them in the past. But to their surprise, Eder seemed like a child denied candy.

After a moment of annoyance, he promptly placed the orange down and grabbed a wet wipe, gracefully cleaning his hands,

Grace handed to him from outside the screen, mixed it with warm water, and effortlessly resumed the meeting as if nothing had

what they mean by “one tames

strict president turned out to be a man who listens

it themselves, they would never have believed that the

his wife’s instructions, was Ider!

in front of the camera would soon become known to the entire senior managentent.

the hands of a woman who was leisurely playing with her phone, and pressed her down onto the sofa.

are you doing?” Looking at the innocent phone lying beside her, Grace struggled

on her, and his warm

cold tone, “If you won’t let me eat oranges, then

tried to regain control and said, “Your injuries haven’t fully healed yet,

Grace might leave tomorrow. He would face limitations and be unable to do certain things if he confessed that he wasn’t healed.. Both options

up with a somewhat acceptable solution. “Then, I won’t hother you. My injuries have gotten better. How about

shook her head. “No, I’m not used to sleeping

used to it. Just two nights, and you’ll adjust.”

don’t know what you’re planning. It’s not going to happen!” Grace playfully stuck her tongue out, refusing

ignited the fire in

swiftly held her by the waist, asserting his dominance, and supported her shoulders, preventing her from falling

mouth twitched, and he said, “Today, you were the one who provoked me first. There’s no escape; you have

her legs restrained, Grace could only wave her hands and show her frustration

she was concerned about his injuries and didn’t want to hurt him by hitting his back too

hard.

end, Grace focused her blows on his firm buttocks. She clenched her fists and struck him. vigorously! She continued to complain, “You’re bullying me! I’ll beat you up! Let me go!” Being repeatedly beaten completely annoyed

he called

them came to an end when the phone rang. It was a call from Mr. Ethan Smith.

had to put her down and let

calm down, she asked, “Dad,

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injuries

thought. Since he’s getting better, why don’t you take him back to the Smiths