The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 292

“Don’t call me Patric, it’s disgusting! Sarah, if you dare to lay a finger on Abigail, I won’t spare you!” Patric shook off Sarah’s hand and hurried downstairs.

Sarah watched his retreating figure, her features contorted with anger. In a fit of rage, she violently smashed a large blue and white porcelain vase in the hallway. She knew all too well that if Abigail managed to escape tonight, Adrian’s reputation would be irreversibly tarnished. The Grammar family would also face numerous challenges. But at that moment, none of it mattered to her anymore. Even if she couldn’t ruin Grace, she was determined to destroy Abigail

Meanwhile, in Adrian’s room, Tao He was dealing with the media, while Euro rushed downstairs to manage the situation in the garden. The extravagant banquet hadn’t even reached the point of introducing the towering cake before many of the guests, unable to withstand the shocking scenes displayed on the big screen, decided to leave.

Unfazed by the guests’ departure, Sarah ran downstairs through an alternate route, driven by her madness to personally carry out her plan against Abigail.

In the meantime, Abigail had just finished her performance and was sipping on some juice. backstage with her fellow group members at Butterfly Girls. But within a few minutes, she began to feel an intense heat coursing through her body. Struggling to endure the discomfort, she leaned against the wall as she made her way through the corridor, only to be forcefully abducted by a rough-looking, unkempt man. He swiftly dragged her into the basement, slamming the door shut behind them.

Sarah arrived at the basement accompanied by five bodyguards, cameras at the ready, hoping to capture Abigail’s predicament. However, upon opening the door, she was disappointed by the sight that greeted her. Abigail was huddled in a corner, her eyes bloodshot, clutching a blood-stained steel rod. Though trembling, she displayed a resilient spirit. Despite her once-delicate costume now in tatters, there was no trace of embarrassment in her unwavering gaze-only an unyielding determination.

Realizing that the plan hadn’t gone as expected, Sarah seethed with anger. She couldn’t help but wonder if she had fallen victim to a string of unfortunate events. The man whose nose Abigail had bruised approached Sarah, his limp evident from her beating. He nervously addressed her, “Miss, this woman is incredibly strong and resilient. I couldn’t defeat her!”

“Useless!” Sarah slapped him and turned her attention to Abigail, who remained defiant in the corner. “Get her! Each one of you will be rewarded with a million dollars!”

bodyguards charged at Abigail,

weapon was

was bewildered, unable to comprehend how all the bodyguards had been effortlessly defeated. Patric crouched down, swiftly removing his suit jacket and using it to cover Abigail’s torn

I’m sorry I’m late!” Patric’s deep voice resonated with familiarity, finally bringing a sense of relief to

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her, patting her back to calm her racing heart. But inside him, a storm of rage brewed. His eyes grew colder, and a chilling

rushed forward, attempting

chance to become engaged to you, but you’ve rejected me time and time again. You treat other women better than me, Patric!

growing even more sinister. Unable to bear

the corner of her mouth.

Sarah with disgust, as if he had ingested a swarm of flies. “I’ve never

Abigail, who had fallen into a state of unconsciousness, into his arms and swiftly exited the

to process the devastation of her meticulously planned scheme. Everything she had worked for over the past

carrying Abigail to the waiting car. He instructed the driver

the garden had somewhat stabilized. Euro, wearing a grim expression, stood before the