The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

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Chapter 202

It was Edgar’s voice..

Grace breathed a sigh of relief that quickly turned into anger. “Why didn’t you answer the phone?”

Edgar’s tone sounded a bit groggy and tired. “I was asleep. It’s late. Why haven’t you rested? What’s

Wrong?”

“Nothing happened. I have insomnia. I can’t sleep.”

“Then should I stay up with you?”

“Mmmm.”

Grace replied softly, remembering the dream she had just had. She gave him a serious order, “I’ll

remind you again, don’t go anywhere for the next two days, and keep your phone on maximum volume.

Answer my calls no matter what.”

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then Edgar’s voice came through, very

gentle, “Understood. Are you sleepy?”

“Not sleepy.”

“Do you want me to tell you a story?”

“No.”

“Are you hungry? Send me your address, and I’ll order supper for you.”

“I’m not hungry.”

Edgar:

What a conversation stopper. I can’t talk about anything with her today!

Grace still couldn’t sleep, so she finally let Edgar tell her a story. Edgar found some jokes online and

shared them with her one by one. His storytelling skills were poor, and the atmosphere turned a bit

awkward, but Grace fell asleep to the sound of his hypnotic voice.

The next day, Grace followed the prearranged plans and acted accordingly. However, Logan had spent

the entire day at La Quinta Ville without ever leaving the house.

As it was getting late, Grace grew impatient and sent Patric to persuade him to come out. After waiting

for another half an hour, Logan finally followed Patric out.

When Logan regained consciousness, he found himself tied to a chair, with his mouth sealed shut, and

a table in front of him. The environment was closed and dim, resembling a basement.

Confused and in a state of panic, he struggled and shouted.

The basement door opened, and he saw a woman approaching him. Her makeup was exquisite, and

her clear, captivating eyes made her look like a beautiful fairy.

At first, he was startled when he saw her, but then he stopped struggling and shouting.

Grace observed his reaction and sneered, “It seems that Uncle Logan has seen my photos many

times. After all these years, we finally meet again. I look much better now. Uncle Logan recognized me

at first sight.”

She walked over to the chair opposite Logan’s and sat down, giving Eleven a meaningful glance.

Eleven stepped forward and removed the seal from Logan’s mouth. Some of Logan’s beard was

accidentally pulled off, causing him to grimace in pain.

Chapter 202

Gradually, he calmed down and stared at Grace. I’m your Uncle Logan! How could you let Patric

deceive me and then kidnap me? Is this how you treat your elders?”

Grace propped her chin with her hand and smiled casually. “Uncle Logan has known for a long time

that I’m unruly. And I’m treating you very well! As an elder, Uncle Logan lacks morals and is not worthy

of respect.”

Logan narrowed his eyes. “I lack morals? I’ve always been an idle person, not meddling in the family’s

internal affairs. How can I lack morals?”

“Uncle Logan, take a look at this, and you’ll understand.”

Grace glanced at Eleven again, and Eleven handed over Nick’s confession to Logan.

Logan carefully read the confession, and his expression suddenly changed.

“Oh my G od, little niece! This has nothing to do with me. How could I possibly want to harm you? I

cared for you when you were young. I even held you in my arms. Do you remember? This Nick is also

an undercover agent. I’m just a lazy person. How could I possibly have any connection with him?”

“Oh?” Grace’s tone changed. “I heard that my good cousin Mr. Lincoln Smith, Uncle Logan’s son,

works at the State Affairs Bureau. Could he be involved in this? Should I ask my older brother to

investigate?”

“No! It has nothing to do with him!”

Grace slapped the table abruptly, her eyes suddenly sharp. “It doesn’t matter! Nick has confessed, do

you think you can simply deny it with a few words? Do you think you can impress Nick without the help

of Lincoln? Let me guess, it’s all about the inheritance, isn’t it?”

Logan looked at her seriously but didn’t answer.

“Because you couldn’t tolerate my father’s violation of our ancestors’ instructions and his insistence on

passing the inheritance rights to me, his beloved younger daughter. So he teamed up with others to kill

me first, and then gradually take over the Smith family, right?”

“Who else besides you?”

“Is Uncle Xander involved? What about Lianne?”

She pressed harder with her questions, but the more she spoke, the calmer Logan’s face became.

“Little niece, these are just your speculations. Isn’t it too hasty to convict me based solely on Nick’s

confession?”

Grace didn’t expect him to confess so easily. These old foxes were cun ning and shrewd.

“It doesn’t matter if Uncle Logan doesn’t admit it. Some time ago, someone tried to ruin my face with an

540 potion in a bar. I don’t like to let things slide, so I brought it to you, Uncle Logan.*

Eleven took out a glass bottle and a special plastic brush, placing them on the table in front of Grace.

Logan exclaimed, “What is this?”

Grace blinked her beautiful eyes.

Logan stood up. “This type of medicine is prohibited in the war laboratory! How did you get it? Does

Chris actually condone your mischief?!”

Grace was pleasantly surprised. “Seems like Uncle Logan’s laziness is just a pretense. He even knows

it’s a banned substance in the laboratory and claims it has nothing to do with him.”

She sneered as she opened the glass bottle and gently stirred its contents with the special brush using

her white fingertips.

“Uncle Logan is stubborn. Since he won’t confess, I won’t waste time asking. Although this bottle only

contains sulfuric acid, it must taste quite good.”

“You! I’m your Uncle Logan! Show some respect!”

Ignoring his words, she pondered for a moment. “Since you enjoy pretending to be lazy, how about I

leave a mark on your face with these four characters?”

“Grace, how dare you!”

“Why wouldn’t I dare? If you have the guts, go ahead and take my evidence to the ancestral hall of the

Smith family, accuse me, Grace, of being dead for six years. Now I’m back from hell to revenge and

kidnap you. Do you dare?”

“You!” Until now, Logan’s face was filled with fear.

Grace had clearly settled the matter today. How could he go out and claim that his niece was

deceiving.

“You can kill me if you can! Otherwise, just wait!” Grace looked at him with contempt. “But I know you

won’t. After all, you’re an elder. Once your life is spared, the evidence will be handed over to Dad.”

With a snort, she got up and left the basement, leaving behind a mournful and loud cry from inside.

Hearing that shrill voice, Grace felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction. She even slept soundly that

night, free from the burdens that had plagued her for years.

However, the next morning, as soon as she woke up. Eleven urgently knocked on her door. His eyes

were red, and his voice choked with s obs.

“Miss, Nineteen just called to say” Mr. Fallen” Mr. Fallen, he””

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