The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 23

There’s more to Grace’s background than meets his eye.

Just as this thought crossed Edgar’s mind. Tim had already hailed a cab to the scene. He was taken aback to see people sca t t e r e d around, unconscious, and he let out a long sigh.

Mr. Fallen was really ruthless!

Edgar glanced at him, “Perfect timing. Bag up these gangsters and take them back for questioning. Find out who’s pulling the strings”

“Understood.” Tim nodded.

“Also, send someone to dig into Grace’s background, I want all the details.”

“Roger that, Mr. Fallen.”

By the time Grace returned to the villa, it was already late.

Patric was waiting for her on the couch.

Grace told him about the night’s events, not leaving a single detail out, which caused Patric to see red. He immediately dispatched people to launch an investigation.

On the car ride home, Grace mulled over the incident.

Apart from the person from the Smith family who had harmed her, Grace didn’t have any known enemies. However, if that person knew her whereabouts, they wouldn’t just send a few small fries to insult her and record videos

This was more like the style of the Fallen family. She didn’t believe Edgar would be impartial after uncovering this. It would be good to get one of Patric’s men to investigate.

After taking a bath, Grace hit the hay.

The next morning, Grace arrived at the company on time. Having familiarized herself with the materials the day before, she was now ready to start managing the artists’ schedules. Lucy was astounded by her quick grasp of things and no longer dared to deliberately make things difficult for her.

After a calm and peaceful morning, Grace stretched languidly, her mood exceptionally light. However, after lunch, the office door was slammed open by someone.

Lucy barged in, with an angry expression.

Grace frowned, “Ever heard of knocking, Ms. Gordan?”

Lucy didn’t respond to her, instead, she thrust an iPad in front of her, “Look at the fine mess you’ve made!”

Grace took the iPad and saw a photo of their own artist, Tom Walker, throwing a tantrum on set. Fortunately, his agent had intercepted the photo, or else it would be circulated and people would accuse her artist of throwing his weight around.

just because she got another actor to replace him due to he was so playful

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of one day off, you had to replace him! Now you’ve poked the bear, I won’t help

arms and coldly snorted as she said sarcastic

the iPad, grabbed her car keys, and

after her, asking, “Where

“To the crew.”

Lucy

the company, was infamous for his volatile temperament, and his repertoire of dirty tricks seemed never-ending. Lucy was chomping at the bit to see Grace on the receiving end

would then bring this up in a meeting, eager to see how

bankrolled by Angle. It was still in the early days of shooting, with the crew on set at Holywood in Frant City. Grace and Lucy hot-footed it there in a mere

arrival at the crew, they were met with the

a handsome eighteen-year-old

and assistant were so petrified that they dared not breathe a word, and the rest of the crew

the mess he’d

man! Look at the mess you’ve created! Just because your family is loaded

up a vase, prepared to smash it, his arrogance palpable. “Exactly, my family is loaded! If I dare to smash it,

“You can’t smash this!”

director, keeping his distance,

blue-and-white porcelain vase, a piece of a priceless treasure that he had specially borrowed to ensure the props were accurate and

air, fear was written

his arm was seized just before he could

find Grace’s icy

it down and

that, Tom let out a scornful laugh. “Who are you? How dare you make me

His

7.3%

Walker, this is Miss Salen, the new agency director who started just yesterday. It was her who rejected your leave request this

veins popped out, his eyes shooting daggers at

been acting for two days. What’s the crime of taking a break? You’re only

a pang

be bothered to engage with him. “One last time, will

don’t lay a finger on

visualize the gruesome scene they expected to unfold within a minute. They collectively dropped their gaze, not wanting to witness the scene. But, the expected sound of violence didn’t materialize. Instead, it quickly fizzled out. Instead

My arm

surprise to see Tom flat on his face, hands cruelly twisted behind his back by Grace. His awkward pose on the floor, butt propped up by Grace’s high heel, was a sight for sore

hilariously with

with her ice-cold expression, drew

gobsmacked by her audacity,

by the spectacle he had become, Tom wished for the earth to swallow him whole. His animosity towards