The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 210

Chapter 210 Yvonne was taken aback. She lowered her head, avoiding eye contact, and smiled bitterly. “He” didn’t say much, just asked me to take good care of you.” Grace furrowed her brows, her expression serious, clearly not believing Yvonne’s words. Yvonne continued. “Honestly, I don’t blame you at all for his death. It’s all my fault. If I hadn’t treated you poorly and instead treated you well, maybe you wouldn’t have been so disheartened to the point of wanting a divorce. He wouldn’t have tried to salvage the relationship” She couldn’t continue, tears streaming down her face. Grace handed her a box of tissues, her own eyes welling up, her voice choked, “Whether you’re sincere this time or not, I will personally go to the old house the day after tomorrow and return it to you.” “Really?” Yvonne cried even harder. “I’m sorry, you’re such a good girl. I didn’t appreciate it before. I’m truly sorry!” Grace sighed, her tone indifferent. “I don’t lack money or a place to live, so you don’t have to thank me. The grievances between you, Edgar, and me” they’ve all been settled.” Yvonne felt even more guilt in her heart, crying until her body trembled. Grace saw her intense distress and approached, gently patting her back to console her. NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

Yvonne managed to stop crying and looked up at Grace. “So, are you planning to”?” Grace’s gaze was firm. “If you trust me, you’ll have to be strong.” “What do you intend to do? “The day after tomorrow, you’ll find out.” Yvonne looked at her with a mix of suspicion and anticipation. She deeply regretted pushing such a good daughter-in-law away in the past, but no amount of regret could change the past. In the next two days, Grace sought out the best etiquette teacher in Frant City and brought Eleven’s

four bodyguards and the etiquette teacher to the old house. Yvonne and Mia were still dressed as maids in the old house, cleaning when Grace arrived. During this time, they had managed to find some stability. The ser vants who used to make th difficult for them had eased up recently. things Grace sat in the main seat of the living room, sipping ten. The real estate transfer agreement for the old house was placed on the coffee table. When Yvonne entered, Grace gestured for her to sit on the small sofa. As soon as Mia entered and saw Grace, she immediately started berating her, “You wretch! How dare you show up in the old house! You’re the one who brought calamity upon my Fallen family! You’re a jinx! You”” “Shut up!” Yvonne scolded her sharply. Mia felt exasperated. “Moin, what’s wrong with you lately? What’s wrong with me? Are you still my mother?” Yvonne let out a bitter sigh, no longer bothering to argue with her. Grace remained calm and asked in a detached manner, “You can scold me all you want. Once I’m done, you can scold to your heart’s content.” Mia couldn’t believe she was given the freedom to herate as stie pleased. Mia muttered to herself, “What do you want to say?” Grace glanced at the documents on the table and calmly stated, “I can return the old house to you, and I’m willing to transfer 40% of my shares in the Fallen Group to you, and 45% to your future children” Mia was taken aback. “You’re being sa generous?” “But I have conditions,” Grace added. ‘The shares will only be transferred to you once you have the capability to manage the Fallen Group. The transfer agreement for the old house will be signed by Mrs. Fallen after you fulfill all the conditions.” Mia’s face turned pale. “You have such strict conditions?” Grace shook her head. “It’s not about agreeing, it’s about unconditional obedience.”

“I will obey unconditionally, alright?” Mia pleaded. Satisfied, Grace nodded and introduced the etiquette teacher to Mia. She continued, “I have two more gifts for you today.” Fifteen and Aro stepped forward, standing tall and straight. Mia was puzzled by their presence. Grace rose from her seat and opened the first box. This is a manual on communication and etiquette. I’m giving you a week to memorize the entire book. Don’t delay the lessons from the etiquette teacher. I will be checking your progress. Mia looked at the thick book with astonishment, her eyes widening in shock. “You want me to memorize this entire book in just seven days? Are you a devil?” Ignoring her protest, Grace moved on to the second box. Inside was a fine red sandalwood plamer, beautifully crafted with a solid texture and excellent color. “If you can’t memorize it, it will help you remember. I actually don’t like to educate in this way, but you owe too much, and I am afraid that you will not be obedient if you do not add sticks, so as long as you make mistakes in the future, it will help you correct them.”