Chapter 59
The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife
âWell done.â Although Edgar said so, there was something hidden in his eyes.
He looked through the result of the investigation, and Tim explained on the side.
âWe found that Miss Mellisâs activity was indeed consistent with the time when you had the car accident. That is to say, Miss Mellis saved your life 13 years ago. There is no doubt about it.â
Tim looked at him with a firm expression.
Edgar flipped through the documents carefully and frowned slightly. No one could tell his emotions from his deep black eyes.
âThereâs one more thing.â
Tim looked hesitant.
âSpeak.â Edgar glanced at him and motioned for him to continue.
âYou asked me to investigate Miss Mellisâs attack. There is new progress, and the result is attached to the document.â
Edgar flipped through a few pages as he was told and saw a few photos.
He took a closer look and frowned again.
In the photo, he could recognize the green Santana even if it was turned into ashes.
At the thought of this, he felt a surge of anger in his heart, and then he looked down in frustration.
The rest of the photos were almost the same, but the last one was a little different.
In the ploto, several figures could be seen in the pitch-black night. He tried his best to recognize that one of them was Grace.
âAccording to these photos and the schedule of Miss Salen that day, she did appear at the scene where Miss Mellis was beaten, and this one.â
He pointed to one of the photos and said, âGrace seems to be making a deal with someone.
âThe person standing behind her seems to be Alex, Patricâs assistant. Itâs very likely that Grace asked Patric to do it. Anyway, no matter what the result is, this matter must have something to do with
Grace.â
Edgar didnât show any emotion on his face. He just continued to stare at the photos.
âMiss Mellis is such a gentle and kind person. Grace is a devil!â
Tim clenched his fists and continued to persuade her. âYou must uphold justice for Miss Mellis. Teach Grace a lesson.â
Edgar looked at his eager expression and nodded.
âOkay, letâs talk about it when we get hack.â
His resumed his indifferent expression, which was unpredictable.
Early the next morning.
The hospital became lively again.
Nancy had already made preparations. She leaned against the headboard and was ready for the interview.
âI know that if I accept the interview at this critical moment, someone may speculate my intention
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and even push me into the teeth of the storm.â
She pretended to be strong and continued, âBut I still have to solemnly clarify that Mr. Fallen of the Fallen Group and I were childhood friends. We fell in love with each other when we were young. Later, for some reason, we were forced to separate.
âI donât know what happened during my absence, but I can tell you that Iâm definitely not a mistress, and I didnât ruin his marriage with Grace.â
Tears flickered in her eyes, but she gritted her teeth firmly to prevent them from falling.
The reporters clicked on the shutters one after another, and the cameras flashed one after another. It was a little too dazzling, and she almost couldnât maintain this expression.
But she didnât dare to relax at all.
She had to rely on this to gain public sympathy.
âMiss Mellis, we have some questions. Would you like to answer?â The reporter handed the microphone to Nancy.
Nancy nodded and tried her best to look natural and graceful. âGo ahead. I will tell you everything 1
know.â
âYou just said that you and Mr. Fallen were in love with each other. Then why werenât you
the one who married Mr. Fallen that year? What happened during that time? Where were you when Grace and Mr. Fallen got married? Why didnât you stop them?
âBy the way, how did you get hurt? Was it because you were a mistress? Would you like to tell us?
âAndâ¦â
âEnough!â Nancy interrupted the reporter with an unhappy look.
These reporters went too far. They didnât consider her physical condition.â
She was so angry that she was about to vomit blood!
Realizing that she had lost her composure, she coughed lightly and said, âSorry, Iâm not feeling well.
Letâs call it a day.â
As soon as she finished speaking, she closed her eyes and put on a posture of refusing to be disturbed.
âNancy has said enough today. She needs to rest. If you have any questions, you
can ask me.â
Emma left the ward with the reporters and stood in the corridor, facing the sharp questions.
âThe questions you just asked are our familyâs private affairs, and itâs also the privacy of my daughter and Mr. Fallen. We refuse to answer these questions. I hope you can understand.â
âWhat about Miss Mellisâ injury?â
âWeâve found evidence to prove that it has something to do with Grace.â
She took the microphone and said firmly, âShe hurt the heir of the Mellis family, we will definitely make her pay the price!â
âIs it convenient for you to show up some evidence? The reporter pursued.
Emma frowned and refused him straightforwardly. âWeâve already handed it over to the police. Weâll see the truth very soon.â
The reporter saw that she didnât want to talk more, so she ended the interview hastily.
Grace was speeding on the way to work in her new car. After listening to the whole live broadcast of
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the news, she couldnât help sneering.
The hypocritical mother and daughter were so disgusting.
However, she didnât mind joining them.
As soon as she turned the intersection, Grace saw Beth standing under the road sign and looking anxiously at the road.
âWant a ride?â
Grace slammed on the brakes, rolled down the window, and raised an eyebrow at her.
âNo need. Ms. Salen, Iâm waiting for you.â
Bethâs face displayed deep concern. âThe news has been blowing up everywhere, and people on social media wonât stop talking about you. There are even reporters and some really emotional folks blocking the company entrance, demanding answers.â
âItâs much worse than last time. Youâd better not go to the company recently. Go home.â
âNo, I wonât hide.â
Grace started the engine again, and Beth was very anxious.
âMs. Salen, where are you going?â Beth knocked desperately on the car window, trying to stop her.
âI am going to give them the explanation they want.â
As soon as she finished speaking, she stepped on the accelerator and rushed out like an arrow leaving the bowstring.
Her words drifted over with the wind, causing the dust in the car to fly in all directions. Beth choked.
and coughed, tears streaming down her face.
By the time she came to her senses, the car was long gone.
âDamn! How is she going to get away with it this time? Beth fell in despair, not knowing what to do.