The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 304

In the dim moonlight, the corners of Nick’s mouth curled into a sinister smile as his azure, phoenix-like eyes fixed obsessively, almost pathologically, on Grace’s retreating figure.

Grace heard his words but didn’t turn back. She walked quickly since she had obtained the medicine and needed to travel to the laboratory as soon as possible.

It was late at night, and she worried that returning too late would arouse Eder’s suspicions.

Eder finished his bedtime routine and laid down in bed. However, he couldn’t fall asleep. Gazing at the pitch-black night outside the window, his mind was filled with Grace’s various anxious expressions before she left.

Unable to sleep, he kept his eyes open, staring out the window in a trance.

Two hours had passed, and Grace still hadn’t returned. He grew concerned, feeling an emptiness in his chest. He sat up, wanting to grab his phone from the bedside table to call Grace and confirm her, safety, just as Eric’s call came in.

It was late, and Eric contacting him of his own accord meant it was definitely not a trivial matter.

After the call connected, Eric immediately said, “Boss, I’m sorry, it was my negligence. I just found. out that there’s a new development at the High-Level Prison!”

Eder furrowed his brow. “What happened?

“Just yesterday, Nick was released on bail” Eric replied.

His expression suddenly turned extremely cold, and murderous intent filled his dark eyes.

“Who granted bail?” Eder asked.

“It was…. Mr. Smith from the Bureau of National Affairs,” Eric answered.

Chris Smith?!

His fingertips trembled, and the phone that hadn’t been hung up yet fell onto the bed. His breathing grew stagnant, and it felt as if someone had fiercely grabbed his heart, squeezing and tearing it. Eric on the other end of the line, didn’t hear him speak and became worried. “Boss, please control your emotions! Your health is important; don’t have another attack. Maybe… there’s some misunderstanding involved!”

silent, so Eric persuaded him, “Miss Grace knows how much you hate Nick. Perhaps she had her

tone sounded as Eder found him annoying, so he hung up the phone. He suddenly remembered that lately, Grace had been showing some unusual expressions and acting suspiciously. but each time,

a man’s voice on the phone with Grace. Suffocating under

hour later, he looked at the information Eric had sent him on his phone. Yesterday, Grace personally went to pick up Nick after his

out late

the abandoned chemical plant and hurried

already asleep, but she forcefully dragged him out of bed to go

the blue medicine to Mark for testing and anxiously waited outside. After waiting for

test results show that it does have some inhibitory and alleviating effects on the 5404 virus. In addition, there is no harm to the body upon injection,” Mark said, handing her the printed ingredient data sheet. “This is great! Miss Smith, where

took the sheet

similar records in the database. I suggest you do not rush to

you for your trouble,”

you who’s been working so hard for Mr. Eder’s sake, even this late at night. Mr. Eder is fortunate to

watch, and noticed it was already past

should go now. If there are any new developments regarding this medicine,

Mark nodded, watching her hurriedly

Castle at

up her slightly disheveled. hair and clothes. Calmly, she turned the lock and opened the

environment, a cold and heavy atmosphere lingered. As if realizing something, Grace turned on the lights, and her gaze was

midnight. The indoor temperature was low, yet Eder was only wearing a thin cotton robe. His lips were slightly bluish from the

on the sofa waiting for me without

thick coral fleece robe from

both angry and distressed, Grace quickly covered his hands and

them up.

and low as he said, “When I didn’t see you safely return,

back now, right? Come, let’s go upstairs and sleep,”

only asking, “Where did you

already prepared an excuse: “Third Brother wasn’t home; Abigall drank a bit too much. so I went to the Smith’s house to take care of her for