The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife By Athena
The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife by Athena Chapter 227

Chapter 227

The next day in the Grant Group-

Eric walked into the CEO’s office with a gloomy expression. Yesterday, he ran all over the race

courses in S City and finally found a horsewhip designed to tame wild horses and placed it on Eder’s desk.

“This whip is very rough. Boss, be careful”

Eder thoughtfully put it away.

Still worried sick, Eric couldn’t help but remind him again, Boss, if Ms. Grace really hits you tonight, don’t hesitate to fight back. Pretend to be hurt if you must. Cry out in pain and squeeze a tear or two out to make her feel bad for you.”

Eder nodded and did not say anything. He was too busy thinking about how to explain it tonight.

Seeing that his boss obviously wasn’t taking him seriously, Eric got more anxious!

But then he thought about the fact that since his boss didn’t care, then what was the point of worrying over him?

Grace went to Angle during the day and continued to prepare for the start of work.

After a busy day, Chris” finally sent the information she needed via fax before he got off work.

Grace printed out the information and read it carefully, her expression becoming colder and colder with the passing second.

The data showed that Eder had indeed been to Country H a few months ago!

The Grant family had no business in Country H. She could not think of a better reason for him to go to there other than to go get an appointment for plastic surgery.

So was Eder really lying to her last night?

As she was pondering about it. Fifteen suddenly knocked on the door before directly entering. “Miss, Eric came to say that Mr. Storm invited you for dinner at his villa after work. He will cook himself. Do you want to go?”

“TU go.

Grace answered without any hesitation.

Since she was not easy to investigate, she could just go and test Eder.

She cleared the table, stuffed the document into her bag, and collected her coat from the coat rack. She gave Fifteen a glance. “Let’s go now.”

Fifteen was stunned. When he saw that she was already walking, he quickly followed.

They arrived at the Grant family’s property a few minutes later. Grace really couldn’t remember the twists and turns so she asked Uncle Alfred to lead the way.

When they arrived at Eder’s villa, Eric and a few of his own bodyguards were already waiting at the

entrance.

Seeing Grace coming. Eric bowed respectfully to her. “Long time no see, Ms. Grace.”

“Not too long ago when I came here, I saw you before 1 left.”

‘Uhh…”

Slightly embarrassed, Eric hurriedly brushed off the topic, “The Mr. Storm is inside. Shall we goin?”

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Grace indifferently retracted her gaze and walked towards the villa alone.

Just after taking two steps. Eric added in a low voice, “Tonight, there is an urgent mission in the bureau. After dinner with you, Mr. Storm has to leave the city immediately to start the mission. It will be a real battlefield.”

“What do you mean?”

Grace gave him a perplexed look.

Eric’s expression was sullen. He resisted the urge to speak up directly and finally sighed. “It’s nothing. Please go in.”

Although Grace felt strange, she did not want to make things difficult for him seeing as he was unwilling to say more.

She walked to the front of the villa alone. Just as she was about to knock, she found that the door was open by a small cr ack. It was not closed.

She gently pushed open the door, and before she could see the situation inside, a person suddenly burst out from behind the door, seized her wrist, and pulled her inside.

A pair of familiar arms wrapped her in a warm embrace so tightly that she felt them trembling

Grace could sense that the other party was very nervous.

“Mr. Storm, what are you doing?”

Eder only wore a thin white shirt. He pursed his thin lips and did not say anything.

He gently let go of his embrace and took a big step backward. Then in front of her, he slowly sank on his knees until he was kneeling with his back straight.

She looked at this familiar movement and understood it almost instantly. Her eyes instantly turned

red.

“Edgar.”

It wasn’t a question anymore but a confirmation

“Yes. It’s me.”

Eder didn’t fake his voice anymore and used his normal tone.

Noticing that her eyes were welling up with tears, his heart sank in pain for her. He felt a strong pang of guilt and knew that his own eyes were also about to tear up.

Grace raised her head and tried to clear the tears in her eyes. Then she put on a cold and sarcastic expression.

“You lied to me? You w

“You lied to me? You were alive but you never came to see me. You even sent me a sensational. suicide note. Was it funny? Was it fun to deceive me? Was it fun to witness how s tupid I could get? | couldn’t even see that you were acting!”

“No, Grace, I…

“Shut up! Do you think you still deserve to call my name? Don’t you like calling me Ms. Smith?”

Every word from her tore bits and pieces of Eder’s heart. Carefully, he held her little hand. Thu sorry. Last night was all my fault. I backed out like a coward when it was time to confess, but I didn’t lie to you when I wrote that suicide note. Let me explain!”

“Do you think I’ll believe you now? Why did you choose to confess tonight? Was it because you knew I would be suspicious so you went ahead before I could replace out on my own?

Eder was stunned. Although she was not entirely right, she had really guessed something.”

Grace looked at his expression and knew that she had guessed correctly. Her eyes stung even more with unshed tears,

“I don’t care if you’re Eder or Edgar. I hate it when others to lie to me, not to mention that you used a fake death to betray my feelings! It’s too much!”

Eder raised his head and held back his tears. I have no intentions of deceiving you. Can you listen to me and let me explain to you?”

“I don’t want to hear it! I never want to see you again!”

She shook off his hand and turned to leave.

“Wait! Don’t go!”

Eder took two steps on his knees, wanting to hug her waist.

“Get off!”

She slapped him in the face with the back of her hand, although not too hard.

His check only turned slightly red,

Grace didn’t continue when she noticed that somehow, he was still smiling despite being slapped.

His black eyes were shining, and he said softly, “Is onr slap enough to calin you down? If it’s nat enough, you

can continue to slap me. I’m pretty tough and thick, so I’m very resistant to heatings!”

Grace looked at him coldly.

As if to seeing through his tricks, there was no warmth in her eyes.

Eder continued, “But don’t hit with your hands. You’ll hurt your hand. Use this instead to your heart’s

content.”

As he spoke, he took out the whip from his waist and handed it to her with both of his hands as if he was making an offering.

Grace did not answer.

Eder forced the handle of the whip into her hands.

Then, he straightened his back and locked up at her expectantly, obediently waiting to be beaten.

In front of her, he was willing to put down his dignity to the lowest level.

However, the more she looked at his state, the angrier she became. She glanced at the whip in her hand and suddenly remembered what Eric said when she came in. Only now did she understand what he meant.

Eder would apparently go on a mission after this so Eric came to plead with her to not go hard on

him.

And this ba stard was pretending to be pitiful in front of her!

If she didn’t beat him, then all this hard work would go to waste!

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