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.

big fuss just because she got another actor to replace

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

coldly

the iPad, grabbed her car

after her, asking, “Where are

“To the crew.”

Lucy hurriedly

was infamous for his volatile temperament, and his repertoire of dirty tricks seemed never-ending.

a meeting, eager to see how long Grace could keep her

days of shooting, with the crew on set at Holywood in Frant City. Grace and Lucy hot-footed it there in a

arrival at the crew, they were met with the ear-splitting sound of a chair crashing

handsome eighteen-year-old man in the

not breathe a word, and the rest of the crew kept their

mess he’d made, stepped forward to

your

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

“You can’t smash this!”

keeping his distance, felt helpless, his

had specially borrowed to ensure the props were accurate and exquisite. Smashing it would

Tom’s hand rose menacingly into the air, fear was written all

was seized just before he could

to find Grace’s icy

down and

out a scornful laugh. “Who are you?

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Salen, the new agency director who started just yesterday. It was her who rejected your leave request this time. I tried

forehead veins popped out,

days. What’s the crime of taking a break? You’re only on your second day and you dare

a pang of schadenfreude, quietly backing away

bothered to engage with him.

lay a finger on women, but you’ve really

the scene. But, the expected sound of violence didn’t materialize. Instead, it quickly fizzled

go! My

turned in 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

howls contrasted hilariously with his

ice-cold expression,

gobsmacked by

Tom wished for the earth