The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 262

The ‘elderly woman’ turned her head and her gaze collided with a pair of cold, piercing eyes.

“It’s you…”

Grace smirked with red lips. “Elizabeth, I never thought you would end up in such a miserable state, with such despicable thoughts! The scorn and disgust was felt in the words she spoke.

As she reached the end of her words, a fierce glint flashed in her eyes. With a subtle twist of her hand using her agile jujitsu skills, she forcefully Elizabeth’s delicate wrist, resulting in a crisp c rack and an immediate fracture.

“Ah! My hand!“

Elizabeth’s face contorted in pain, and the knife she was holding fell to the ground..

Grace didn’t stop there, she raised her high-heeled shoe and ruthlessly kicked Elizabeth’s thigh. causing the girl to scream in pain and collapse on the floor, she struggled to get up but failed even after crawling for a long time.

The nearby staff, managers, and assistants were all dumbfounded.

“What are you all still standing there for? Take Abby to wash her eyes!” Grace growled.

Yes, yes.

The assistant quickly grabbed a dry towel and wrapped it around the wet Abigail before taking her

to the restroom.

Elizabeth who sat on the floor, witnessing the complete failure of her plan, felt extremely resentful. She had used her last savings to buy the opportunity to follow Abigail’s schedule at Bana, thinking about what she had gone, she immediately felt herself reaching the end of the line and anger flooded her veins.

She screamed at the top of her lungs, pointing at Grace, shouting hysterically, “Why did you save her? I became the target of online ridicule, forced to leave the Butterfly Girl group, and faced millions in breach of contract compensation. It’s all her fault! She deserves to die!”

Grace sneered, her eyes filled with irony and disgust at the shameless girl on the floor.

“I was the one who leaked your scandalous photos, I was the one who issued the order for you to leave the group, and I was the one who orchestrated your current situation. Now, I’m standing right in front of you. Come and kill me.”

Elizabeth was stunned by her wards, and it took her a while to react. She glared at Grace with gritted teeth and st aggered over to pick up the dropped dagger with her other hand.

“I’m going to kill you! Kill you!” She yelled in madness.

Just as she gripped the handle of the knife, Grace’s high-heeled shoe stepped on the blade, preventing her from picking it up.

If you had just stayed in line as an idol and focused on

hot tears streaming

in isolating Abby. You knew that her and Tristan were in a relationship, but you

would help you if something happened

about your life or death?

collapsing, screaming, and begging with a

not true! It’s all Abigail’s fault. We were all members of the group. Why does she have the opportunity to take on solo jobs

as an S-tier artist in Angle. She is highly favoured and will have a bright future. The contract you signed with her is different from the beginning. You were destined

ground, filled with despair, her face distorted. She muttered those words again and again. “It’s not true,

remained on the ground, filled with despair, as if she had lost

looked around at the others. “Everyone heard what just happened. She attempted to attack with a knife, not only targeting Abigail but also me. Someone call the police quickly and have the police take

I’ll make the call!” a voice was heard in the middle of the staff;

realizing the

been

only failed to kill Abigail, she would have at most spent four or five years in prison. But if

brother, and Eder Storm

to prison, neither of these men would easily

realize my mistake. Please give me a chance to change, don’t send me to prison!

she reached out to grab the hem of her skirt, but Grace

she was never going to pardon someone that tried to

and changed into a clean dress, wrapping herself in a

injured, Grace breathed a sigh of relief and said to Elizabeth, “You don’t need to apologize to me. You should apologize

H

was reignited, and she crawled to Abigail’s

I shouldn’t have targeted you deliberately or interfered in your relationship with Trista. You can beat me or scold me, but please don’t let Ms. Grace send me to prison. I truly realize

clenched her hands tightly as she looked down at

in bed flashed in her mind-the arrogance and satisfaction on Elizabeth’s

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she still had the audacity

looked at Elizabeth’s pitiful and wretched appearance, crying

stopped her earlier, she would have taken your life. Do you believe she can truly change? Are you willing to forgive

determination. “No, I will never forgive her! Elizabeth, adults

Abby,