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The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

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Chapter 155

Grace observed him while he was wearing his slippers.

She took off her trench coat and handed it to him.

Edgar was stunned for a second. His long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his handsome face was

pale.

He obediently took the trench coat that Grace handed over and helped her hang it on the coat rack.

He never took the initiative to say a word, not like his usual attentive attitude.

Grace’s face became darker and darker.

Edgar did not realize it, and turned to look at the clock on the living room wall.

It was almost noon.

He was ready to go to the kitchen to cook.

Grace sat on the sofa domineeringly, her red lips slightly raised, and when she spoke, it was in an

indifferent tone.

“Come here.”

Edgar’s broad back stiffened as he obediently walked over to her feet and stood still.

She did not look up, her expression was a little cold, “I remember someone saying before that they

would not let me look up.”

Edgar stood still, feeling a little awkward because he found that her attitude towards him was still very

cold.

As expected, Patrick did not tell her that he had saved her.

So when Grace came back today, he was only responsible for going to the charity party with Jade.

At first, he was thinking that his merits and demerits would be worth it, but suddenly he felt that his

heart was blocked, and he was a little breathless.

“Huh?”

It was a dignified onomatopoeia, with a feminine voice.

Grace became impatient.

Edgar was stunned for two seconds, then squatted down in front of her with one knee.

Grace felt that her emotions were very awkward, and her heart was even more strange. She gently

hooked his chin with her fingertips, forcing him to raise his face.

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They looked at each other.

Edgar’s eyes were reddish, and in his black eyes held the grievance and fragility that he tried to cover

up but could not hide.

As if he had been bullied by her, his expression was extremely innocent.

Grace’s brows furrowed even further.

She didn’t even ask anything, so he was wronged?

“What have you been doing these past two days? Patrick seems to have said that you are not allowed

to go out. Why haven’t you done housework for the past two days?

Edgar pursed his lips tightly, feeling as if his heart was being tugged, the pain was so painful that he

could not breathe.

Grace raised her chin a little further, “Speak, are you mute?”

“Recuperating.”

Someone cherished his words like gold, his voice was low and h oar se, but there was a hint of

grievance in his tone.

She was really dumb.

Grace chuckled, “What’s wrong with your throat? What’s wrong with you?”

“Fever.”

He stayed in the villa for two days, and it hadn’t rained in the past two days. How could he have a

fever?

Judging from his pale and sickly face, it was estimated that the fever had not been severe in the past

two days.

Grace had a guess in her heart.

She let go of the hand that held his chin. “Stop squatting. There’s a sofa opposite. Go sit.”

Edgar was glad. He stood up and sat on the small sofa beside her.

He didn’t have any strength in his entire body.

If he squatted for a while longer, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold it.

Grace raised her hand and elegantly poured herself a glass of water before continuing to ask,

“What’s up with Eleven’s injury? Who hit him?”

Edgar watched her drink water, her Adam’s apple rolled involuntarily, and her face was not red and her

heart was not beating.

He didn’t even want to tell her the truth.

Grace was too lazy to continue pestering this matter, so she returned to the topic, “What did you on the

day of the charity party?”

do

Edgar just opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Grace stared at him and repeated

herself, “I want to hear the truth.”

“I took Jade’s car and went to the suburbs to meet Nancy…”

He swallowed his dry throat and took a peek at Grace’s expression. When he saw that she had not

changed, he continued.

“What happened at the party was just a decoy. There was someone behind her who was planning. This

person was well-crafted. Every move he made was basically accurate. While Jade said that she

wanted to join forces with me, she tried to silence me. Get ready, cough…”

He had said so much, his throat was burning.

Grace handed him a glass and let him pour the water himself.

“You have to listen to the truth. I won’t hide it from you.” As for whether she believed it or not, it was not

something he could decide.

“Really?”

Grace slightly pursed her lips, rested her cheek with one hand, and put her hand on her knee. She

tilted her head and looked at him with a sly smile.

“Then I want to know what happened to Eleven’s injury, be honest.”

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Edgar thought for a while, then his thin lips parted slightly. “He offended me, so Eric hurt him.”

Grace frowned, vaguely feeling that he had hidden something else.

But to tell the truth, for this sake, Grace rationalized the order and guessed it.

It was estimated that it had something to do with Patrick.

But putting this matter aside, Jade was either the executor or the planner this time.

If she didn’t settle the account, she would not feel comfortable.

Grace stood up and gently adjusted the hem of her red velvet skirt. “Since you hurt my person, then let

your person do the work for me today. I’ll go to the Evans family to collect the bill!”

At the end of her sentence, her eyes were shining, and her cute little face was cold and arrogant.

Edgar looked at the glimmer of light in her eyes and was stunned.

When he returned to his senses, Grace had already taken the black trench coat from the coat rack and

was ready to go out.

He hurriedly followed, and contacted Eric to bring some of his brothers to work for her for a day.

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When everyone arrived, Grace took a look and felt that it was not enough.

Edgar explained, “Grace, they all tried their best.

That was not enough.

Two days ago, it was forty against three.

She wanted Jade to fully experience this kind of majestic aura.

However, while two were still lying in the hospital, another two seemed to be injured.

She simply called out, “Call some people with good organizational skills. Boss, I’m going to fight!”

Edgar listened from the side, keenly hearing the organization? Boss?

Soon, Grace had gathered more than fifty people, including Edgar and herself, making a total of fifty-

eight people.

As they walked, the ground trembled.

That aura looked frightening from a distance.

Grace was very satisfied and was about to set off when someone grabbed her wrist.

Edgar stared at her gloomily, and complained in a h oar se voice, “Do you plan stop fight without me?”

Grace blinked her eyes and patted his pale cheek. She smiled frivolously, “My dear, you’re sick, you

can’t fight.

Although Grace did not mean that.

But in front of so many people, the words ‘you can’t’ deeply hurt Edgar’s nerves.

Edgar’s face was solemn, serious, and stressed. He said through gritted teeth.

“I can!”

The Evans family villa.

The bodyguard at the door was bored and suddenly felt the sound of well-trained footsteps. Even the

water glass he had placed on the table was shaking.

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They turned their heads in surprise.

They saw a woman in a trench coat and red dress, domineering and enchanting, with beautiful facial

features.

Behind her, there was a large group of tall and strong men, menacingly walking towards them from fifty

meters away.

Even though she was much smaller than the men behind her, her aura was not suppressed in the

slightest. She was like a queen with her black knights.aa.

The Evans family’s bodyguard was terrified. “Hurry up and inform Miss and Madam!”

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