The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 112

After saying this in front of Grace, Greg sighed deeply. He turned around, hands behind his back, and

stormed out of the president’s office without looking back, consumed by anger.

Once he completely left the Fallen Group, his worried expression disappeared, replaced by a relaxed

and cheerful smile.

Meanwhile, inside the office:

Grace turned and walked up to Edgar, noticing the slight swelling at the corner of his mouth and the

clear imprint of a thumb on the left side of his face.

A beautiful and delicate face that she could enjoy looking at every day had been marred by Greg’s

attack. She would definitely deal with that old fox sooner or later!

“Does it hurt?” she asked, pinching his chin and examining his injury.

Edgar showed no expression and didn’t answer. His face appeared calm and indifferent, as if the

person who had been beaten was not him.

Seeing his nonchalant demeanor made Grace angry. She viciously pinched the flesh on his left cheek.

Edgar frowned, the pain causing him to turn his face away, trying to escape her grip.

Finally, he showed a different expression. She thought he had no sense of pain.

Grace spoke with a stern expression: “Seems like you do feel pain. Then why didn’t you dodge when

Greg attacked? Don’t tell me you couldn’t react in time!”

If she didn’t protect him, how many blows could he withstand with his current physical condition?

Edgar tightened the corners of his mouth, his voice tinged with a sweet and bl oody taste as he

countered, “Where were you on the day Grandfather died?”

Grace locked eyes with him, realizing the deep darkness in his black pupils.

Did he believe Greg’s words and suspect that she was truly responsible for the old master’s death?

She didn’t lie: “I was right beside Grandfather. I was the last person he saw before he died.”

“What did he say to you?” Grace fell silent for a moment.

Actually, before his passing, the old master not only asked her to help protect the Fallen Family but

also said, “Good child, Edgar has a strong temperament, but deep down he is very loyal. If he

discovers your goodness and falls in love with you, he will be willing to give everything for you. Promise

me that you will take good care of him and never divorce.”

She had broken this promise.

After three years of trying to warm his cold heart, she no longer cared. So, protecting the Fallen Family

became her final promise to the old master.

Edgar noticed her distraction; his dark eyes narrowed, and he asked again, “What did he say?”

Grace sat back on the sofa, her eyes regaining their usual indifference.

“No comment.”

These four words carried a hint of provocation. Edgar’s momentary anger flickered in his eyes.

She smirked and continued, “What? Do you also think I caused the old master’s death?”

Edgar fell silent, his expression serious. “No, you wouldn’t.”

It seemed like he hadn’t been deceived. He wasn’t too foolish.

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Her anger dissipated a bit, and as she looked up, she saw someone standing awkwardly with a swollen

left cheek, which greatly marred the beauty of his usually handsome face.

His temperament needed adjusting, but occasionally he was still pleasant to look at. It wouldn’t do to

have him ruined.

She reached under the coffee table and took out a small first aid kit, pushing it in front of him. “It looks

terrible. There are ice packs in the corner of the small fridge over there. Get one and apply it yourself.”

“Okay.”

Edgar didn’t refuse and brought an ice pack, then sat on the sofa and skillfully applied the medication.

Grace walked to her desk and began to attend to her work.

The bodyguards and Belinda tactfully left the office, closing the door behind them.

In the office, there was only the sound of keyboard typing and occasional rustling from Edgar applying

the medication, creating a weird tension.

No one spoke first, and this atmosphere lingered for nearly an hour and a half until Belinda knocked on

the door and entered.

“President Smith, President Grammer has arrived.”

Adrain came to the Fallen Family for what reason?

Grace thought for a moment. “Let him in.”

Edgar, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly furrowed his brow.

President Grammer? Which President Grammer is that?

Another man she had recently met?

When Adrain pushed open the door and entered, Edgar happened to stand up. Even though they were

separated by a considerable distance, both of them immediately noticed each other’s presence.

Rivals saw rivals, and jealousy surged.

Edgar was the first to smirk and say, “I never expected it to be the young master of the Grammer family

in S City. My apologies.”

When Adrain saw him, anger welled up in his whole being.

Originally, he had come to dissuade Grace from signing an agreement with Edgar, but he hadn’t

expected her to blatantly bring him to the company. And it was in the Fallen Family’s territory!

Adrain’s expression darkened as he approached Edgar and whispered, “Grace has already divorced

you. The agreement she signed with you was only to make you repay the debt. You mustn’t have any

ideas about her because of that, Young Master Fallen. What do you say?”

His face appeared gentle, but his tone was threatening.

Edgar paused slightly upon hearing him mention the agreement. It seemed that he knew about it,

indicating that his relationship with Grace was not ordinary.

“I wonder on what grounds Mr. Grammer is warning me?”

Adrain replied, “She is currently single, and I am pursuing her. I believe that soon she will agree to be

with me. So, I am telling you this as her future boyfriend.”

“From what you’re saying, it seems that she hasn’t agreed yet, but Mr. Grammer is already claiming his

territory so quickly?”

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Adrain frowned. “So what? At least I have a chance, but you will never have a chance!”

Grace sighed and rubbed her forehead. The two men in front of her were exchanging sarcastic

remarks, sparks flying from their eyes. Her office had turned into a battlefield once again. Wasn’t it said

that two women put on a show? But why were they men?

How come two men could also perform so enthusiastically?

In front of the sofa, the two men continued their verbal duel.

Edgar said. “Even if you refuse to aduit it, you cannot deny the fact that I am her ex-husband. At least I

was closer to her than you were!”

He emphasized the last four words, his gaze seemingly implying something.

Adrain was quite angry. “How long have you known her? How well do you understand her? We grew up

together since childhood, and I know her better than you!”

Edgar’s pupils contracted, and his brows furrowed even tighter.

“That’s enough,” he said.

Grace couldn’t bear listening any longer. The argument was giving her a headache, and she needed to

quickly get rid of these two troublemakers.

She looked at Adrain first and asked, “Why did you come here today?”

Adrain had originally come to persuade her to terminate the agreement with Edgar, but he couldn’t say

certain things in front of Edgar.

So, he used work as an excuse, saying, “It’s about the construction of the film and television base. I

was originally going to find you at Angle, but you weren’t there. When I found out you were at the

Fallen’s company, I came over.”

This was a legitimate matter.

Grace then looked at Edgar and said, “Since yesterday afternoon, you haven’t visited your mother and

sister, right? I’ll have the bodyguards take you to the old house to see them. It would be good for you to

appease them and prevent them from causing any trouble or suffering.”

Intentionally sending him away?

Did she choose the latter between him and Adrain?

Edgar was very unhappy and replied, “I won’t go!”

Grace didn’t care about his mood and directly called the bodyguards to take him away.

When the two men brushed past each other, Adrain stared at Edgar’s still slightly swollen left cheek

and provocatively smiled, as if he had won this round.

Edgar came out of the office with a dark face, went down the elevator, and was forcibly pushed into the

car by the bodyguards.

But at this moment, his face no longer showed any jealousy toward Adrain. His thoughts remained

fixated on the last sentence Adrain had said.

It seemed that Patric had also said something similar before to provoke him.

At that time, he didn’t think much of it and believed it was Just Patric deliberately trying to anger

him.

Now, thinking about it, something is not right about this!

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