Chapter 295
The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife
Chapter 295
Grace immediately stood up and opened the door.
âWhatâs going on? Why were you arguing?â
Eleven panted, âThis morning, the Mrs. Smith and Mrs. Grammer family came over in person. I donât know how to explain it to the master. Due to what happened last night, Patric was already holding back his anger. Itâs probably because of the engagement contract and Miss Abigail⦠the
matterâ¦â
Grace frowned.
Did Dad already know about the Patric and Abigail?
No wonder there was an argument!
She had to hurry back to prevent Patric from getting into a heated argument and losing out!
âBrother Eder, I might be back tonight,â she said to Eder as she put on her shoes.
Eder stood up, calmly set down the tablet, and walked over to Grace.
âSince itâs a big deal, Iâll go with you.â
Grace didnât think twice about it. âThis is a family matter for the Smith family. Itâs not necessary for you to come along. You can rest at home and make sure to take your medicine!â
Eder was a little unhappy, but she didnât say anything. She took off the white trench coat from the coat rack and helped Grace put it on.
âWinter will be here in two days. Donât catch a cold.â
Grace tiptoed and lightly smacked Iderâs cheek. Then, she took Eleven and quickly went out, rushing back to Galen Mountain.
Graceâs car had just reached the top of the mountain when she spotted Abigailâs frail figure from a distance. Abigail was standing in front of Mr. Smithâs villa, pacing back and forth, clearly extremely anxious.
She got out of the car, walked over, and called out, âAbigail.â
Upon hearing her voice, Abigail immediately ran over.
âGrace, during lunch today, Mr. Smith sent someone to call for Mr. Patric. He hasnât come out yet. They wonât allow me to go in. I can only wait outside for news. I have no idea whatâs happening inside!â
Grace grabbed Abigailâs hand and patted it to calm her down. âDonât worry, Iâm here. Iâll definitely help the Patric. Iâll bring you in.â
With Graceâs support, the bodyguards at the door didnât dare to stop them.
When Uncle Lloyd learned that she had returned, he hurriedly ran over from outside the ancestral hall to greet her.
Grace asked, âUncle Lloyd, whereâs my elder brother?â
âMr. Patric and his wife havenât been in S City recently. Theyâve taken a flight. Iâm not sure when theyâll be back.â
Graceâs face turned solemn as she remembered the important matter. She turned to Eleven and said, âGo and call my elder brother. If he doesnât answer, call Sister-in-law and ask them to return to S City-
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within the next two days. I need to speak to them.â
âYes, Miss.â Eleven turned around and immediately went to carry out the task.
Grace pulled Abigail along and headed towards the entrance of the ancestral hall
The door of the ancestral hall was tightly shut, and suddenly, there was the sound of teacups shattering. It was evident that there was a heated argument inside.
She furrowed her brow and pushed the door open, but Uncle Lloyd stopped her.
âMiss, youâre certainly allowed to enter any place, including the ancestral hall, but this Miss Abigail is an outsider. She isnât permitted to enter.â
Abigail didnât want to cause any trouble.
Grace nodded, not wasting any time, and immediately pushed open the door of the ancestral hall.
Inside the shrineâ¦.
Mr. Smith sat on the top seat, his chest heaving with anger.
Lianne sat on a chair by the side, watching a movie.
Patric stood in the open space in the middle, his back straight. He didnât think he had done anything wrong. No matter how much Mr. Smith yelled, he remained steadfast and refused to kneel.
The elegant suit on his right shoulder and arm were stained with tea leaves and water. It was evident that Mr. Smith had used them to strike Patric.
Upon Graceâs arrival, the argument in the ancestral hall ceased.
Lianne glanced at her with a sneer, her face filled with contempt and displeasure.
Mr. Smithâs eyes softened a little as he looked at Grace, his tone becoming less harsh. âWhy have you returned? Are you here on purpose to help your Patric?â
âDad, why would you say that? This is my home. Of course, I can come back and visit,â Grace replied.
As she spoke, she took out a wet towel and wiped the tea stains off Patricâs shoulder. âPatric, is this tea freshly brewed? Is it hot? Undo a few buttons and let me check your shoulder.â
Patric shook his head. âItâs just warm tea. Itâs not hot. Donât worry.â
yet
Mr. Smith grumbled discontentedly, feeling a tinge of jealousy. His daughter had just returned, she was more concerned about her brother. Why didnât she ask if he was okay? If he was angry with this b astardâ¦
Hearing this, Grace immediately squatted down at Patricâs feet, folding her arms on her lap and raising her face with a soft smile.
âFather, youâve always had a mild temperament and rarely get angry. What happened today? Why did you get so angry that you smashed your Patric with a teacup?â
Mr. Smith became agitated as he spoke about it. He glared at Patric before saying, âHe made the decision himself to break off the engagement with the Grammer family. He even got involved with that little actress knowing that he already had a fiancee.â
âMr. Grammer personally came to beg me, speaking in a low voice, asking me to persuade this b astard not to deliberately go against the Grammer family and to help him remove the hot search.â
The fist inside Patricâs sleeve turned blue and purple.
âYou! *Cough, cough*â
Mr, Smith choked, his face flushed red with anger, and he started coughing violently.
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âDad, please calm down. Patric is not an unreasonable person.â Grace quickly helped him by patting his back, while quietly winking at Patric, signaling him not to provoke further conflict.
Patric wore a gloomy expression and chose not to say anything more.
With Graceâs comforting gestures, Mr. Smith gradually calmed down and his anger subsided.
Just as she was about to begin persuading him, she caught a glimpse of Lianneâs alluring figure. âYou should leave first. I have something to discuss with my father and brother.â
Lianne, who had been reveling in their misfortune, suddenly felt upset upon being summoned.
âGrace, are you trying to drive me away? I am a part of the Smith family tree. Is there anything in the ancestral hall that I canât listen to?â
Grace gave her a cold look. âWhat if youâre part of the family tree? These are my father and brother. I want to speak to them privately. Whatâs it to you?â
Lianne was left speechless. She couldnât say anything in response. With a disgruntled expression, she looked at Mr. Smith, hoping for his intervention.
Mr. Smithâs expression softened, and he helped Grace by persuading. âBaby, she may genuinely have something to discuss privately. Itâs better if you leave for now. Donât worry, Iâm here, and no one in the Smith family dares to treat you as an outsider.â
For Graceâs sake, even if she stayed, she would only face ridicule from Grace again.
There was no choice. Lianne stomped her feet in anger and stormed out, slamming the door behind
her.
Once she was gone, Grace looked at Mr. Smith and continued, âFather, you donât know this, but the reason why the Patric despises Sarah so much is because back in Frant City, she attempted to kill me several times. Itâs just that due to the Grammer familyâs influence, all the evidence pointing to her involvement was swept under the rug. I havenât been able to expose it until now.â
Mr. Smith was taken aback. âHow could such a thing happen?
âYes, Dad,â Grace said, tapping her leg. âLast night at Sarahâs birthday party, she drugged me while I was chatting with Adrian. She intended to tie him up in bed. Can you believe it?â
âWhat?!â Mr. Smith widened his eyes and slammed his hand on the table in anger.
Earlier in the morning. Euro and his wife had come over, but they hadnât mentioned the reason behind the Grammer familyâs current predicament.
Now, thinking about it, it was truly despicable!