The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 262

Chapter 262 The ‘elderly woman’ turned her head and her gaze collided with a pair of cold, piercing eyes. “It’s you…” Grace smirked with red lips. “Elizabeth, I never thought you would end up in such a miserable state, with such despicable thoughts! The scorn and disgust was felt in the words she spoke. As she reached the end of her words, a fierce glint flashed in her eyes. With a subtle twist of her hand using her agile jujitsu skills, she forcefully Elizabeth’s delicate wrist, resulting in a crisp c rack and an immediate fracture. “Ah! My hand!“ Elizabeth’s face contorted in pain, and the knife she was holding fell to the ground.. Grace didn’t stop there, she raised her high-heeled shoe and ruthlessly kicked Elizabeth’s thigh. causing the girl to scream in pain and collapse on the floor, she struggled to get up but failed even after crawling for a long time. The nearby staff, managers, and assistants were all dumbfounded. “What are you all still standing there for? Take Abby to wash her eyes!” Grace growled. Yes, yes. The assistant quickly grabbed a dry towel and wrapped it around the wet Abigail before taking her to the restroom. Elizabeth who sat on the floor, witnessing the complete failure of her plan, felt extremely resentful. She had used her last savings to buy the opportunity to follow Abigail’s schedule at Bana, thinking about what she had gone, she immediately felt herself reaching the end of the line and anger flooded her veins. She screamed at the top of her lungs, pointing at Grace, shouting hysterically, “Why did you save her? I became the target of online ridicule, forced to leave the Butterfly Girl group, and faced millions in breach of contract compensation. It’s all her fault! She deserves to die!” Grace sneered, her eyes filled with irony and disgust at the shameless girl on the floor.

“I was the one who leaked your scandalous photos, I was the one who issued the order for you to leave the group, and I was the one who orchestrated your current situation. Now, I’m standing right in front of you. Come and kill me.” Elizabeth was stunned by her wards, and it took her a while to react. She glared at Grace with gritted teeth and st aggered over to pick up the dropped dagger with her other hand. “I’m going to kill you! Kill you!” She yelled in madness. Just as she gripped the handle of the knife, Grace’s high-heeled shoe stepped on the blade, preventing her from picking it up.

“Elizabeth, the reason you’ve ended up like this is your own doing. If you had just stayed in line as an idol and focused on your work and skills, your path to stardom could have gone a long way.” Grace looked at her with pity in her eyes. Elizabeth’s eyes were red with hot tears streaming down her cheeks. Grace continued, “But you didn’t stay in lue. You took the lead in isolating Abby. You knew that her and Tristan were in a relationship, but you deliberately intervened as a mistress. Did think you Tristan would help you if something happened to you?” “It’s too late for him to protect himself. How could he care about your life or death? You two sc umbags, you are both wicked” Elizabeth was on the verge of collapsing, screaming, and begging with a h oa rse voice. “No! It’s not true! It’s all Abigail’s fault. We were all members of the group. Why does she have the opportunity to take on solo jobs and have exclusive interviews at events? It’s unfair!” Grace remained expressionless. “Abby is positioned as an S-tier artist in Angle. She is highly favoured and will have a bright future. The contract you signed with her is different from the beginning. You were destined to walk a different path, but you failed to find your place!” Elizabeth sat on the ground, filled with despair, her face distorted. She muttered those words again and again. “It’s not true, it’s no……” With a blank expression, Elizabeth remained on the ground, filled with despair, as if she had lost herNôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

mind. She continued to repeat the same words, “It’s not my fault, it’s not…” Grace withdrew her cold gaze and looked around at the others. “Everyone heard what just happened. She attempted to attack with a knife, not only targeting Abigail but also me. Someone call the police quickly and have the police take her away. Don’t contaminate the air in the Bana building.” “I’ll do it! I’ll make the call!” a voice was heard in the middle of the staff; someone had volunteered to make the call and she immediately left to make the call. Elizabeth was shocked, realizing the situation instantly. She had been played by Grace. If she had only failed to kill Abigail, she would have at most spent four or five years in prison. But if she were also charged with attempted murder against Grace, her future would be miserable! Chris Smith was Grace’s brother, and Eder Storm Grant was her fiance. If she carried the burden of these charges and went to prison, neither of these men would easily let her go! “Ms. Grace, I was wrong. I truly realize my mistake. Please give me a chance to change, don’t send me to prison! I beg you!” She crawled to Grace’s feet, pleading bitterly, she reached out to grab the hem of her skirt, but Grace coldly avoided her. Looking down at her, Grace’s eyes were icy and indifferent, she was never going to pardon someone that tried to hurt her friend. Abigail had already cleaned off the dirty water from her body and changed into a clean dress, wrapping herself in a towel as she emerged from the restroom. Seeing that she was not seriously injured, Grace breathed a sigh of relief and said to Elizabeth, “You don’t need to apologize to me. You should apologize to Abby. If she is willing to forgive you, I can consider letting you go.” H Elizabeth’s hope was reignited, and she crawled to Abigail’s feet, knocking her head on the ground. “Abby, I was wrong! I shouldn’t have targeted you deliberately or interfered in your relationship with

Trista. You can beat me or scold me, but please don’t let Ms. Grace send me to prison. I truly realize my mistake. Please, considering our past as teammates, I beg you!” Abigail clenched her hands tightly as she looked down at the woman in front of her. The image of the last time she caught Tristan and Elizabeth in bed flashed in her mind-the arrogance and satisfaction on Elizabeth’s face, she remembered every single detail 1251 The Millionaire and His Dore Ex wille Chapter 262 After committing such an outrageous act, she still had the audacity to ask for a chance? However, as she looked at Elizabeth’s pitiful and wretched appearance, crying her heart out, Abigail remained silent for a long time. Grace noticed her hesitation and subtly reminded her, “Abby, if I hadn’t stopped her earlier, she would have taken your life. Do you believe she can truly change? Are you willing to forgive her?” The hesitation in Abigail’s eyes at once turned into determination. “No, I will never forgive her! Elizabeth, adults should consider the consequences before their actions. Since you’ve done it, you must take responsibility for your actions!” “No! Please, Abby, save me!” Elizabeth was desperate. She didn’t want to carry the burden of these two charges and go to prison! If she went in, she would be tortured to death! Soon enough, the sound of the police sirens were heard as they arrived at the building and came in. A staff member narrated everything to the police officer and he went to action immediately. However, this time, Abigail’s heart did not waver. She silently watched as the police took Elizabeth away while she was screaming and begging Grace approached her, a smile of satisfaction on her face. “After going through so much, you have indeed grown a lot. That’s good!” Abigail tightened her grip on Grace’s hand, feeling deeply moved. Although this incident had delayed the filming progress, Abigail quickly regained her composure. and

resumed shooting. In the evening, when Grace returned to the villa, Eder was already inside. He was sitting on the sofa with his lang legs crossed, watching TV, exuding an unmatched air of arrogance. Grace was a little surprised. “Did you finish work so carly today? Isn’t Grant Corporation busy?” “Yes.” Eder had deliberately returned early. “Grace, I have an urgent mission from the National Security Bureau tomorrow night. I need to go to the border.” “Tomorrow night?” Grace sat beside him. “You’re leaving so soon. How long will you be gone?” “At least three to five days, if not more.” Grace lowered her gaze, contemplating. “Okay, I had an appointment for a hospital visit the day. after tomorrow. I was thinking of going with you.” Eder pulled her into his arms, carefully examining her for any injuries. “You’re perfectly fine. Why do you need to go to the hospital? Are you feeling unwell?” “No.” Thinking about the words of Grandpa Grant earlier, Grant stulled awkwardly. “When I went out during the day, I ran into Grandpa Grant. It seems like… he really wants a grandchild. To be honest, I find it quite strange. We’ve been together so many times, but why isn’t there any movement in my belly?” Eder followed her gaze, looking at her belly. His dark eyes narrowed, but he didn’t say anything. After so many times together, they had not yet conceived a child. Was it because…. There was a problem with his body.