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.

speechless. Tom made such a big fuss just because she got another actor to replace him due to he

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all because of one day off, you had to replace him! Now you’ve poked

her arms and coldly snorted as

the iPad, grabbed her

after her, asking, “Where

“To the crew.”

Lucy

in the company, was infamous for his volatile temperament, and his repertoire of dirty tricks seemed

meeting, eager to see how long Grace could keep her director’s

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

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

a handsome eighteen-year-old man in the throes of a

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

by the mess he’d made,

at the mess you’ve created! Just because your family is loaded doesn’t

it. He picked up a vase, prepared to smash it, his arrogance palpable. “Exactly, my family is loaded! If I dare to smash it, I can foot the bill. This is none of your

“You can’t smash this!”

director, keeping his distance, felt helpless,

treasure that he had specially borrowed to ensure

air, fear was written all over everyone’s

arm was seized just before he could bring

around in surprise to find Grace’s

it down and

out a scornful laugh. “Who

and His

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in with an amicable explanation, “Mr. Walker, this is Miss Salen, the new agency director who started just yesterday. It was her who rejected your leave request this time. I tried to talk

popped out, his eyes

What’s the crime of taking a break? You’re only on your

that Tom’s fury was completely directed towards Grace, Lucy felt a pang of schadenfreude, quietly backing

couldn’t be bothered to engage with him.

finger on women, but you’ve really asked for

gaze, not wanting to witness the scene. But, the expected

go! My arm

face, hands cruelly twisted behind his back by Grace. His awkward pose on the floor, butt propped up

howls contrasted hilariously

with her ice-cold

his agent and assistants were gobsmacked by her audacity, momentarily

the