Chapter 222
The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife
Chapter 222
âHoneymoon my ass!â
Without Graceâs permission, he would never force her to do anything.
Moreover, the lively one was her!
His waist still ached from that kick he received. He refused to be the only miserable one.
Eder gave him a cold look. âCount the words in that sentence you just said. One word is one monthâs salary deducted. Do the math yourself.â
âHuh?!â
The heavens must have rained down with misfortune. Ericâs expression was so bitter that it couldnât get any worse.
That sentence was so long! Wouldnât he be working for nothing for a year?
This is so unreasonable! The boss is too ruthless!!
Submerged in his grief, Eric stood still in his place.
Ederâs lips stretched into a small but wicked smile as he turned away. Although his lower back was aching and his neck felt really stiff, he still walked with springs in his steps. He seemed to be in a good mood.
Eric immediately chased after him, wailing, âBoss! I admit my mistake! Please give me a chance to make up for it!â
It had been a long time since Grace had slept so peacefully.
She didnât wake up until 9:30 when her phone began ringing.
âMy dear, your dad already learned his lesson from last night. I promise you that this will never happen again. Will you come back tonight? The day after tomorrow is the banquet for yourâ¦â The call was cut off by the coughing sound from her fatherâs end. It was slightly alarming to hear
that.
Grace fell on the bed and thought about it before replying, âOkay.â
âGood. Then, after work today, remember to come back early so you can try on your dress, okay?â
âMhm,â Grace hummed.
After hanging up, she rolled over and tucked burrowed further into the sheets. But just as she was about to fall back to sleep, something crossed her mind.
She didnât go back to the mansion last night. The last thing she remembered was that she was at the Honey Bar.
But why was she sleeping on a bed?
She sat up abruptly and turned her head just enough to notice that shattered pieces of porcelain were scattered on the floor near the bedside table.
When Eder left, the two bodyguards at the door returned to their station. They were able to immediately respond when they heard Graceâs voice from inside.
Last night passed in a blur for Grace so she genuinely had no idea what happened. âWho brought me here last night?â
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âIt was Mr. Storm. He took care of you all night.â
Grace frowned.
She immediately checked her body, but apart from her coat that was taken off, she was overall in good condition.
She was relieved that Eder did not do anything to her, otherwise she might run to his house with a knife and murder him.
However, if nothing happened last night, then what was up with that broken porcelain?
She didnât remember if she fought with Eder somehow. She only remembered that she had a dream about Edgar last night. It was a sweet dream, even. She was able to kiss and hug him.
Fifteen and Aro also had the same question themselves. Unfortunately, only Eder knew what happened.
Grace: âFifteen, go find Eder and tell him that I want to talk to him.â
âYes, Miss. Fifteen immediately left.
âAro, find the hotel manager and compensate for the broken vase.â
âOkay.â
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Aro turned around and went to open the door. The hotel manager and the waiter who was pushing a trolley happened to arrive just in time.
When the manager heard about the compensation, she simply flashed Grace a flattering smile. âThank you, Ms. Smith, however, Mr. Storm already paid for it.â
She may have lost an expensive decoration, but she was paid back ten times the amount. Although Mr.
Storm said the money was for his suggestion to forgo bedside table decorations altogether. Thinking about that, the manager suniled even brighter and took a step to the side to present the custom-made food on the trolley.
âIn addition, Mr. Storm also specially ordered breakfast for you. Itâs all made by our five star chef.
Would you like to try it, Ms. Smith?â
The waiter began to set the small table in the room, and soon, it was full of dish platters.
Grace looked at the breakfast table and pursed her lips.
Eder was actually this thoughtful?
But why did it feel like there was something more to this? He didnât actually touch her last night, did he?
Grace reached into the quilt and quietly checked herself again, making sure that there was no bruise nor pain anywhere on her body.
Unable to find anything at all, she could only ask the hotel manager tentatively, âI just returned to this city, and I donât know much about this Mr. Storm. Do you know what he looks like?â
The manager shook her head, âWell, people like us arenât worthy to see his actual face. He wears a mask everywhere he goes too. Iâve seen his back though, and in my opinion, he shouldnât be bad-
looking.â
Grace did not say anything.
It seemed that the only was to meet Eder face to face.
She did not take a single bite of the breakfast prepared for her. After washing up, she left the hotel and went straight to work. She was going to oversee the construction of the Angle Building.
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After a busy morning, Fifteen hurried back. âMiss, I went to Grant familyâs mansion. Mr. Storm wasnât there.â
âWhat about in their company?â
âI went there too, but he wasnât there as well.â
Fine.
She was willing to wait tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after that. One day, he would be there.
However, even as she ordered Fifteen to search for two days in a row, and even sent people to deliberately stand guard at the entrance of the Grant familyâs mansion and company building, Eder was still nowhere to be seen.
Grace was baffled. Was he avoiding her on purpose?
What the hell was he hiding for?
Two days passed calmly, and soon, it was the night when the engagement was going to be announced.
The banquet was held at her fatherâs villa. Since it was a high-profile event, many business figures and influential families attended
There were still two hours before the whole event would start.
Grace was fixing her makeup in her room. Beside her was a golden fringe dress that Miss Z had custom-made for her. It was an expensive dress, and this reflected on the overall quality. Whenever she walked, the hem would flutter around her, making her look like a fairy in a painting.
Tolve knocked on the door twice before entering. He stopped by her side and said lowly,
âMr. Storm isnât here yet. They said that he went on a mission. Itâs likely he wonât make it tonight. If the engagement is announced without him there, Iâm afraid it will become a joke for the audience. What should we do?â
Grace remained expressionless.
She didnât really care. This engagement was a sham for her from the start. Sooner or later, she was going to break it off anyway.
âItâs alright. Even if he doesnât come, no one will say anything as long as my father is here.â
Onlyâ¦
This Eder was being too obvious with his avoidance.
She pondered carefully. Just as she put down the powder puff in her hand, another servant knocked on the door. âMiss, Mr. Grant is here. He requested to see you alone, so he will be waiting for you in the side hall.â
âGot it.â
Mr. Grant was an elder, so it wasnât wise to keep him waiting. After Grace changed into her dress, she immediately went to the side hall.
âHello, Grandfather. Iâm glad you arrived safely. It was Dad who ordered some fine quality tea for this occasion. I hope you like it so far.â
She greeted him softly and politely.
Mr. Grant was surprised to see her when he turned and put down the teacup.
âChild, come. Sit closer and let me get to know you better.â
Grace smiled as she obediently sat beside him.
Although it was the first time they had met, Mr. Grant liked her immediately. Not only was she beautiful and elegant, she was also good at talking. She seemed like she had a clear mind.
Mr. Grant was very satisfied. âWhat a good child. No wonder Ed likes you. He has never asked me for anything, but for the first time, he begged me to have the two of you engaged.â
Grace couldnât pay attention to what he said next.
The only thing in her mind was the fact that it was Eder who begged Mr. Grant to have this engagement.
Therefore, that b astard actually lied to her! He actually planned this all along!
But why on earth was he hiding now?