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The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

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Chapter 223

Grace couldn’t help but be more suspicious.

While she was in a trance, Mr. Grant was still saying, “…so it seems like my grandson is really

interested in you. However, Grace, you have been back for a few days. Have you two already met?

What do you think about him?”

“No, Grandfather.”

Grace took advantage of the situation and said, “I’ve been asking around and trying to contact him for a

meet-up but it seems like he’s avoiding me on purpose, so I’ve never seen him.”

Mr. Grant’s expression gradually dimmed down, “Really”

He called for their butler, Uncle Alfred, and instructed in a deep voice. “Go and call that little brat over!

What the hell is he thinking to be hiding like this?”

“Yes, sir.”

Grace couldn’t stop grinning as she continued to chat with Mr. Grant over tea.

Ten minutes later, Uncle Alfred returned.

“Sir, he didn’t come. They say he went on a mission.”

“Within those two days he was free, he chose this time to get busy?! Is it more important than not

embarrassing his fiancee? That brat!”

Mr. Grant stomped his cane. However, he couldn’t scold his unruly grandson further in front of Grace.

He softened his tone and comforted her instead. “Don’t worry, Grace. I’ll make sure that kid comes

even if I have to tie him up.”

Grace didn’t comment and smiled cutely. “Well, I’ll listen to what you want, Grandpa.”

Mr. Grant looked at her with fondness. But when he turned to Uncle Alfred, his expression instantly

darkened.

“Go tell that b astard that if he doesn’t show up, he will kneel for three days and three nights until his

leg breaks!”

Uncle Alfred left again.

Ten minutes later, he returned to report with a gloomy expression.

“He said that he understood. When he returns home after his mission, he will immediately follow

through his punishment.”

Mr. Grant was about to die of anger!

His grandson would actually choose punishment over his fiancee. This kid was determined to go

against him!

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In front of Grace, he could only swallow the impending curses he wanted to say and intensify his

efforts, “Tie’s not afraid of kneeling, right? Fine. Tell him that he won’t only be kneeling. He will be

whipped one hundred times!”

Uncle Alfred’s expression changed instantly.

“One hundred whips? Are you serious, sir?”

Mr. Grant knocked his cane on the ground, turned his face away, and did not answer.

The butler didn’t have the heart to follow this order. “I’m sorry, sir, but we all know how stubborn Sir

Eder is. If he really doesn’t want to come, then he’ll accept his punishment. If you say he has to be

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whipped, then he’ll let himself be whipped. I’m afraid it would be fatal for him! He could dié!”

Mr. Grant’s expression changed as he lowered his head.

Grace watched their exchange hack and forth.

It sounded like this whipping thing from the Grant family wasn’t simple.

A hundred lashes could actually kill a strong man like Eder from the army?

Words had already been spoken.

It wasn’t fair for Mr. Grant to go back on his words, especially since he promised this in front of Grace,

however, he also couldn’t do that to his grandson.

The atmosphere in the room was gloomy.

Grace knew that he was only waiting for her to say something

She smiled gently and said in a soft voice, “Grandfather, it sounds like this whipping punishment is

really dangerous. It’s just a banquet, anyway. You don’t have to punish him.”

Mr. Grant patted her hand in relief and sighed. “What a tolerant and generous child. Now I feel very

guilty.”

“It’s okay, Grandfather.”

The more forgiving she was, the guiltier Mr. Grant felt.

“Don’t worry, Grace. Even if he doesn’t come tonight, I’ll find a way for you to meet him. I’ll have him

apologize to you!”

The banquet officially started.

Grace appeared on stage and gathered everyone’s attention.

Her make-up glowed under the lights and her dress swayed with every movement she made. She was

beautiful

As tonight’s event was because of her, it was natural for her to be the center of attraction

On the stage under everyone’s eyes, she made a speech and an announcement about her return to

the Smith family.

After her, Ethan took the stage and announced the news of her and Eder’s engagement which earned

a large cheer from the crowd.

Because Eder was unable to come, Ethan chose to simplify this matter and quickly divert the attention

of the guests.

Dinner immediately followed.

After Grace toasted with all the guests, she sat alone at an unobtrusive small table to enjoy the wine.

Adrain noticed her drinking alone and felt a little distressed. He walked over and sat down.

“Grace, you don’t actually want to marry Eder, right?”

She didn’t say anything and just swayed her glass with an elegant twist of her wrist.

Adrain: “Look at him, he can’t even be present in such an important occasion, leaving you alone to bear

everyone’s judgements. Now alone, he’s showing signs of being an unsuitable partner. What

more in the future?

Grace laughed, “Mr. Grammer, no one’s laughing except you.”

Adrain frowned, feeling disheartened. “That’s because Uncle Ethan managed to mitigate any

possible damage. I regret not getting my parents to propose to you first, Grace. But if you want, I can

help you break this engagement off.”

“You don’t have to. I don’t need your help,” Grace answered without hesitating.

“Why? Do you really like Eder?”

Grace put down her glass and said seriously, “I don’t like him, and I won’t marry him. Similarly, you’re

just a friend to me. I hope you understand.”

Adrain’s face paled, and he could not say a word.

Eleven in the evening

The Smith family’s banquet had just ended. Eric, who was wandering around the Smith family’s land

and watching the event, quickly ran to the car that had been parked two hundred meters away.

When no one was paying attention, he opened the car door and sat in.

Before he could even settle properly, the man who had been waiting inside for a long time immediately

asked:

“How’s the situation?”

Eric said, “Don’t worry, Boss. You already threatened everyone to shut up in advance. Besides, Mr.

Smith already handled the announcement properly. No one was talking behind Ms. Grace’s back.”

Eder’s guilt eased a little.

“What about her? Was she very unhappy?”

Eric thought for a while, “I don’t think so. She and Mr. Grammer chatted for a long time. They seemed

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to have had a good time.”

Eder pursed his lips. He looked towards the window with a pair of vacant eyes.

The lights in the car were not turned on so Eric could not see his expression, but he could feel the

change in the atmosphere. It got a little cold.

He shouldn’t have mentioned Adrain! Eric slapped a hand on his careless mouth angrily then changed

the subject, “Boss, it’s getting late. When are you going to return to the mansion?”

Eder thought for a while. “Tew minutes more.”

An hour later, Eder finally returned home.

Knowing that he had punishment due, he went straight to the ancestral hall instead of entering his

villa.

When he got there, Uncle Alfred was already standing at the door. It was obvious he had been waiting

for a long time.

“Sir Eder, when your grandfather came back this evening, he said that he was not feeling well. Please

go and see how he is doing.”

Eder did not think much and followed Uncle Alfred.

When they reached the guest room on the second floor, Uncle Alfred suddenly stopped and gestured

to him.

Eder frowned. “This is not Grandfather’s room. Why did you bring me here?”

Uncle Alfred did not change his expression. “Mr. Grant’s leg began to hurt while he was walking up so

he simply stayed in this room since it’s closer.”

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Eder did not say anything. It was obvious that he didn’t believe it.

The butler looked into his eyes and emphasized, “Sir, I would never joke about Mr. Grant’s health. He

really is inside, so please hurry in. He might get angry if he waited for too long.”

Dubiously, Eder pushed the door open. He only took two steps inside when Uncle Alfred shoved him in

from behind, closed the door, and locked it.

“Uncle Alfred, open the door!”

He patted the door a few times, but there was no movement outside as if Uncle Alfred already left.

Eder could only step back in confusion. However, a woman’s familiar soft voice suddenly came from

behind.

“There’s no use. Since you’ve always been avoiding me, your grandfather arranged this.”

That voice…

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