Chapter 181
The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife
Chapter 181
Nick was taken aback, his expression serious. âTve been occupied with secret investigations during the day, so I didnât inquire about last nightâs incident. I genuinely donât know, but
He paused for a moment and looked apologetically at Grace as he explained, âIâm sorry, Grace.
Because I was angry with you last night, I didnât stop B
from taking you away, leading to your suffering at the police bureau all night. But please believe me when I say that I havenât changed. Iâll always be there for you. Nick!
With excitement in his voice, he reached out and held Graceâs delicate hand.
âOf course, I believe you.â
Grace replied with a smile. She calmly withdrew her hand and elegantly tucked her hair behind her ear.
âBy the way, my money has been in Evansâs possession for too long, and I wonât be content until I get it back. Nick, please assist me with that.â
Nick felt obliged to say, âCertainly, Iâll help you with anything you want to do.â
Grace smiled, her eyes filled with warmth.
The two of them chatted for a while, and it wasnât until 8 oâclock in the evening that they finished their meal.
Grace declined Nickâs offer to escort her and instead drove back to Cloud View Villa with Twelve and Nineteen.
As she stepped into the backseat of the car, the smile on her face instantly froze.
The atmosphere inside the car was oppressively heavy, sending chills down her spine.
Twelve and Nineteen noticed her bad mood and wisely remained silent.
When they arrived at Cloud View Villa, Grace was surprised to see that the living room light was on.
She entered the house and found Patric sitting on the sofa, wearing a peculiar expression.
âPatric, whatâs the matter?â Grace asked, blinking her eyes in confusion.
Patric pointed to the phone in his hand and said, âItâs Chris. He called you and you didnât pick up. So he called me just then.â
Grace held her breath for a moment, her heart racing
She had always been fearless, even daring to confront her father, but her eldest brother, Chris, was the one person she feared the most.
Seeing the displeased expression on her Patricâs face, she knew something was wrong.
As if on instinct, Graceâs legs weakened.
âGrace Smith!â her Chrisâs stern voice suddenly resounded from the phone, âkneel down!â.
Grace was instantly dumbfounded.
It turned out that the phone call had been connected the entire time, and it was on speakerphone!
He called her by her full name from the start, indicating his anger.
Feeling unable to hide, Grace tremulously took the phone and sald, âHrother, Iâm sorry, please donât be angryâ
âWhat did you do wrong?â Chrisâs voice came from the other end, cold and emotionless.
Patric held his breath, afraid to say a word.
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Grace pondered for a while. Honestly, she didnât even know. âI did everything wrong. I made mistakes all over.â
âGrace!â he said through gritted teeth.
Grace dropped to her knees upon hearing his voice, desperation evident in her tone. âBrother, I truly understand my mistake. Iâm kneeling down, alright?â
There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone. Chris restrained his anger and said, âââThis is not your first offense, right? Letâs forget about the previous incidents. But this time, you went too far, publicly humiliating someone in front of numerous staff at the bar. What if that person became desperate and harmed you? What if you got hurt again?â
Grace mumbled, feeling a bit defiant. However, when she glanced at Patric, Patric, who was signaling her not to provoke further anger, she softened her tone. âI understand. I wonât dare to do it again.â
She couldnât believe it! Her brother was being so harsh!
Chris sighed, feeling somewhat helpless. He paused for a moment before changing his tone to a slightly warmer one. âSince youâve already kneeled, then kneel for an hour. Patric will supervise. Do you have any objections?â
âHuh?â Grace wanted to protest. She had plenty of objections!
But she quickly realized it was futile. âChris, my knees will swell if I kneel on the marble floor for too longââ
âIt seems you havenât learned your lesson yet. Then it will be two hours,â Chris replied firmly.
âChris!â Grace pleaded, feeling aggrieved. âAlright, just two hours. Iâll kneel. Canât you forgive me after the punishment?â
She couldnât believe how harsh her brother was being! Were all powerful men so strict? She finally hung up the call, her eyes misty and full of grievances. âPatricâ
Patric gave her an assuring look. âItâs alright, girl. Iâm here for you
She couldnât believe it! Patric was also relentless!
Patric turned on the camera on his phone and aimed it at Grace. âKneel properly and weara distressed expression. Hurry up, Iâll send it to Chris.â
Grace obediently followed his instructions. After sending the photo of her miserable punishment, Patric took a pillow from the sofa and handed it to her. âHere, girl. This will make it more comfortable. Quietly place it under your knees.â
Grace hesitated, worried that their Chris might find out. âWonât he notice?â
âI wonât tell him, and even if he finds out, itâll be fine. Heâs very soft hearted toward you. He cares about you a lot,â Patric assured her.
Grace pouted. Why didnât she feel her elder brotherâs love? He punished her even when she kneeled for two hours.
Patric squatted down to help her adjust the pillow, continuing to offer guidance. âChirs is truly angry this time, but deep down, heâs just worried about your safety. You were too impulsive. Next time, think twice before acting, alright?â
As Grace listened, her attention began to drift. Patricâs words became background noise, and she couldnât focus on them. After fifteen minutes, Patric asked, ââGirl, do you understand?â
Gruce obediently nodded. âI understand, I understand!â
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She grew increasingly bored as she kneeled, her eyes fixed on the clock in the living room. Time seemed to pass agonizingly slowly whenever she was being punished. Furthermore, she couldnât help but feel that she was too weak in front of her eldest brother.
Since childhood, she had made numerous mistakes, and even their parents couldnât discipline her effectively. Only Chris treated her with chedience! Grace felt dissatisfied. Next time, she wanted to claim her rightful position as the httle princess of the Smith family!
The next time she saw her Chris, she would grab onto his shirt and confront him boldly, âYou always punish me, you son of a b itch!â Oops, no, she couldnât use such language. What had she become?
Chris was a bi tch, so did that ma ke her a little bit chy?
Grace pondered for a moment, realizing that she needed to choose her words carefully. When two hours had finally passed, she found her knees only slightly red due to the soft pillow. Apart from a mild soreness in her waist, she felt quite relieved.
Patric removed the pillow and handed Grace her phone. Take a picture of yourself holding your knees.
You canât stand up properly yet
Grace followed his instructions and clicked a picture, then sent it to Chris. Moments later, a call came in from him..
As soon as Grace answered, she adopted a teary, crying voice. âChris, you donât even care about me.
My knees are swollen, and I canât stand up. It hurts so muchTM
Chris fell silent for a moment. âFine, next time we meet, Iâll let you get back at me, alright?â
âOkay, you said it. Iâve recorded it!â Grace chuckled mischievously.
Patric burst into laughter upon hearing their conversation. âWow, Chris just fell into your trap!â
Grace couldnât help but smile at the thought of outsmarting her elder brother.