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.

made such a big fuss just because she got another actor to replace him due to he was so playful and didn’t

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

arms and coldly snorted as she said sarcastic

grabbed her car

after her, asking, “Where

“To the crew.”

Lucy hurriedly

his volatile temperament, and his repertoire of dirty tricks seemed never-ending. Lucy was chomping at the bit to see

up in a meeting, eager to see

the crew on set at Holywood in Frant City. Grace and Lucy hot-footed it there in a mere

met with the ear-splitting sound of a chair

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

breathe a word, and the rest of the crew kept

cleaner, appalled by the mess

Just because your

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.

“You can’t smash this!”

distance, felt

of a priceless treasure that he had specially borrowed to

the air, fear was written all over

was seized just before he could bring the

in surprise to find Grace’s icy

down

let out a scornful laugh. “Who are

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this is Miss Salen, the new agency director who started just yesterday. It was her who

that, Tom’s forehead veins popped out, his eyes

I’ve been acting for two days. What’s the crime of taking a break?

Grace, Lucy felt a pang of schadenfreude, quietly backing away to watch

with him. “One

lay a finger on

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

go! My arm

on his face, hands cruelly twisted behind his back by Grace. His

hilariously with his furious

Grace, with her ice-cold

gobsmacked by her audacity,

for the earth to swallow him