Chapter 77
The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife
Chapter 77
Nancy didnât give in. âI havenât seen you for a few days, but youâre still as arrogant as ever. If you want me to be slapped in the face, show me the evidence!â
âIâm the evidence!â
A soft and delicate voice suddenly sounded from outside the venue.
Then, a bodyguard pushed a wheelchair in.
The woman in the wheelchair was pale. Her tired face was full of the emaciation of someone recovering from a serious illness.
Grace stepped aside so that everyone present could see who it was.
âHedda Mellis?! Arenât you dead? How could⦠Whatâs going on?â
Nancy was about to lose control of her expression.
At first, she was so happy that she couldnât fall asleep for a few nights because of the death of her two big problems.
But now, not only were these two b itches not dead, but they had also publicly appeared at the venue and slapped her in the face!
Nancy was furious!
âHedda! My dear daughter!â
Emma ran to Heddaâs side recklessly, squatted in front of her, reached out her trembling hand, and gently stroked her face.
Her daughter was still alive!
âMy baby⦠I know youâre lucky. Youâll be safeâ¦â
Emma hugged Hedda tightly, leaned her head on Heddaâs shoulder, and choked with so bs.
Jack, who was following closely behind Emma, was also moved. âItâs good that youâre awake! My good daughter, youâve suffered so much!â
Standing on the stage, Nancy stared blankly at the harmonious family in front of her.
It took her a long time to realize that Emma had already known that Hedda was still alive.
âSo, she was just acting yesterday morning?
âEven Sarah lied to me?!â
Nancy couldnât accept this fact at all.
âWhy? Why does everyone support that bit ch Grace Salen?â
Nancyâs eyes were red with hatred. Taking advantage of the fact that everyoneâs attention was
focused on the reunited family, she cleared her throat and coughed lightly.
âEven if my sister comes back safe and sound, you still canât get rid of your blame!â Nancy looked at Grace sharply.
Grace pulled up a nearby chair, sat down, held her chin with one hand, and asked with great interest, âThen tell me, what crime have I committed?â
âYou bribed some thugs to trick me into a small black house in the suburbs and made them beat me, which seriously injured me. The evidence is conclusive. How do you explain this?â
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Nancy clenched her fists tightly. Her palms were covered with a layer of sweat.
Using the podium as a cover, she clenched her fists even tighter.
âIt seems that Miss Mellis is getting better at distorting the truth.â
Traces of disdain and playfulness flashed across Grace. âIâll give you the explanation you want now!â
With these words, Grace raised her hand.
Before Nancy understood what she meant, a group of policemen suddenly rushed into the venue.
They surrounded Nancy.
âWhat are you all doing?!â
Nancy turned pale. She held onto the podium to steady herself.
âNancy Mellis, we suspect that youâre involved in the cat eat of Hedda Mellis, kidnapping
Abigail Green, and a deliberate frame-up. Please come with us to cooperate with the investigation.â
The leader of the group showed his credentials and led his men to hold Nancy down.
âItâs not like that! Listen to my explanation! You canât arrest me!â Nancy broke down and shouted.
The policeman twisted her arm behind her back and quickly handcuffed her. âThe truth will be disclosed after our investigation.â
The reporters and onlookers were all shocked by this sudden reversal.
It was obvious who was lying.
A bunch of cameras were aimed at Nancy, and the shutters clicked.
âItâs all her fault! I knew she was up to no good ever since she came back!â Emma accused her excitedly.
Jack was also extremely angry.
He picked up the microphone on the stage and announced loudly, âSorry to make you watch such a ridiculous scene. I wonât tolerate such sc um. From today on, I solemnly announce that Nancy Mellis is no longer the heir of the Mellis Group. I will sever ties with her forever. She is no longer a member of the Mellis family.â
Her only biological father in the world chose to abandon her.
Nancyâs despair gradually turned into wanton laughter, which sounded a little creepy.
Under everyoneâs gaze, she was dragged into the police car.
In the Mellis family villa, Tim slowly opened his eyes and squinted at the sunlight coming in through the window. It took him a long time to sit up.
When he escaped last night, he was seriously injured. After Nancy settled him in a remote serv ant room, he couldnât resist the fatigue and drowsiness and fell asleep.
It was almost noon, and the other se rvants of the Mellis family were busy, so no one noticed that there was still someone staying in this abandoned room.
Tim crossed his arms and sat on the sofa, lost in thought.
Staying in the Mellis familyâs place was not a long-term solution. He had to find a new place as soon as possible. It was best if he could leave Frant City.
He didnât know what had happened outside, and he was even lost in the sadness of leaving Nancy.
He sighed and lay back on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open.
Tim raised his head and looked at the door, only to find a doctor in a white coat and a mask walking in.
Last night, he seemed to have heard Nancy say that she would help him find a doctor, but he didnât care about that at first.
He didnât expect Nancy to care so much about him.
Tim was touched. He sat up and asked politely, âAre you the doctor Miss Mellis invited? Please sit down.â
âYes, I am.â
The doctor pushed up his glasses and lowered his head. His expression could not be seen clearly.
âThen, thank you.â Tim let down his guard and nodded politely.
âItâs my duty. Since Iâve received Miss Mellisâs money, I should do some things for her.â
After a simple examination, the doctor took out a syringe.
âWhat kind of medicine is it? Donât you need to prescribe some other medicine?â
Tim frowned slightly, but he still stretched out his arm.
âThis is a medicine for recovery. Letâs inject it first. Iâll deal with what to do next.â The doctor picked up a piece of cotton with tweezers, dipped it in iodine, and wiped it at the injection point.
Tim looked at his unfamiliar movements and became more and more suspicious.
Although he was seriously injured, his body was covered with superficial wounds. He just needed to disinfect, stop the bleeding, and then take some medicine.
When he was an assistant to Edgar, he treated those who were seriously injured. There was no need to be injected with any medicine.
Just as the needle was about to pierce into his skinâ¦.
He flipped his wrist, grabbed the doctorâs hand, pushed him away, and shouted angrily. âYou are not a doctor! Who are you?â