The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 226

Eder sighed softly. Remembering Tifteen’s story made him feel guilty.

“Go on. I’ve made her life so miserable for the past six months so I have to give something back and stop feeling like I owe her anything.”

Eric paused, hesitating.

He didn’t owe Ms. Grace anything anymore!

But Eric also knew that Eder loved Grace too much and would do everything in his power to please her.

He loved too deeply even at the expense of himself.

Eric felt really sorry for his boss but there was nothing else he could do.

Grace woke up.

The first thing she did was to check her body for any hickeys.

She belatedly noticed the neatly folded quilt on the small sofa.

It seemed that Eder did not take advantage of her last night.

He was actually willing to sleep on the sofa, which proved he was a clean man. He was different from the rumors she had heard before.

She still remembered everything that happened before she was drunk last night.

It was an emotional rollercoaster for her, after all. However, she was under the influence of the wine, hence, her feelings got the best of her.

Now that she was sober, she realized that Eder’s matter was too strange so she had to investigate further.

When Mr. Grant invited her to have breakfast together, she immediately wanted to refuse. But she thought of Eder and changed her mind.

At the dinner table, she took advantage of the interval between chatting with Mr. Grant and interjected tentatively:

“Grandfather, I heard that Mr. Storm only returned six months ago. I saw him last night. He is very handsome, but why are there rumors that he is ugly?”

Mr. Grant’s expression did not change. “‘After establishing a foothold in the city, too many ladies wanted to stick to him. He didn’t like it, so he spread the rumors.”

“I see.” Grace smiled softly and continued to ask, “Did he always look like this?”

“Otherwise?” Mr. Grant’s wrinkled face had a very natural expression, but Grace could detect his suspicion.

Grace laughed even brighter. “It’s just that I’ve seen how handsome he was, and now I want to see pictures of him.” This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

“I don’t have any pictures, unfortunately. That kid really hates taking pictures.”

“He hates taking pictures?”

It was quite similar to Edgar.

She remained silent and continued to eat breakfast.

Back in the car.

She remembered what Abigail had said to her at the Honey Bar.

She said. “My cousin is also quite pitiful. When he returned from a mission in the army half a year ago, his whole body was covered in blood. He was seriously injured. I heard that he vomited blood. every day, which worried Grandpa…

Edgar passed away half a year ago, and Eder also happened to return to the Grant family’s house half a year ago with fatal injuries.

Could there be any connection between the two?

In order to answer her doubts, she called Abigail.

“Grace, you actually took the initiative to look for me. I’m very flattered!”

Grace asked calmly, “Abigail, I’m calling you today to ask about Eder.”

“Ohhh…”

Abigail replied meaningfully, “I understand. What do you want to ask him? I’ll try my best to

answer!”

“When did he return to the Grant family six months ago?”

Abigail thought about it for a while. “It’s been too long. I can’t remember very well.”

“Then do you think there’s something different about him now?”

“Not really. He was sent to the army since he was a child and seldom came back in the recent years, especially after he turned fifteen. He never came back until only half a year ago.”

He had never returned to the Grant family since he was fifteen years old?

Weird.

Grace continued asking, “Last time, I heard you say that he was injured when he came back. Where did he get injured? Were his face and back seriously injured?”

“I don’t know much about that. I haven’t seen his injuries. I only heard from their servants that it was really serious. During the time when he was fighting with my second uncle for power, he came in a wheelchair and wearing a mask.”

After prodding more from her, there wasn’t any other particularly useful information

Grace exchanged a few words with her before hanging up.

Fifteen, who was driving in the front row, asked curiously, “Miss, why are you suddenly so concerned about Mr. Storm? Did something happen between you two last night?‘

Grace was busy figuring out this matter so she didn’t have time to pay attention to his teasing and only said, “I always feel like something is off. I feel that Edgar is not dead.”

He did not believe it. “How can that be? Not to mention that Mr. Fallen was already seriously injured before the accident, if his injuries beforehand didn’t kill him, then the accident would have done it. His chances of surviving were really low. Besides, we even cremated his body.”

“Is it possible that the body was fake? Maybe it was replaced by someone of similar stature.” Fifteen thought about it and replied with all seriousness, “It’s possible, but if he is really still alive, why didn’t he come find you? He used to want to always stick by your side every day.”

This was also something that Grace could not figure out.

She looked out of the car window, distracted. Eder’s appearance last night flashed in her mind.

He might have concealed it well, but she always felt like she knew him. When he would grow nervous, he would have the same habitual small gestures as Edgar. They also had the same eyes. How could there be such a coincidence?

But why didn’t he have a scar on his body?

The burns caused by the 540 strong corrosive agent would have left scars that were difficult to

remove.

It seemed like she had to ask her brother.

But firstly, she went to visit the new building of the Angle Group. The decorations and other furniture were almost set. After a few days, she could finally transfer the business here.

She then went to the CEO’s office on the top floor and she sat on the office chair while her bodyguard, Simon, stood outside the door.

She checked her brother’s flight itinerary and found out that it was his rest day today, so she called him.

“Is there any medicine that is particularly effective at removing scars and leaving the skin completely free of traces?”

Chris: “No. No matter how good a medicine is, it’s still impossible for the skin to recover to this level. Why are you asking? Are you injured?”

Grace quickly shook her head. “No. I’m just curious so I’m asking.”

you

want your skin to recover completely without leaving any traces, then you have to get a plastic surgery and a skin replacement surgery. Currently, only Country H has the technology to do that.”

Grace was silent for a long time before she said seriously, “Did you hear about my engagement with Eder?”

“Yes. What about it?”

“Eder seems to be from the National Bureau of Investigation. His whereabouts are well hidden. It’s not easy for me to investigate, but with your help, can we find out if he has any flight records in the past six months?”

Chris asked strangely: “What’s up that you suddenly want to check his flight record?”

Grace just laughed. “Didn’t I get engaged to him? I just want to find out more about him.”

This made sense.

Although Chris was a little skeptical, he did not say much. “Okay, but it’s really hard to investigate Eder’s entire half year’s journey. It will take a little time.”

“How long will it take?”

“The fastest is probably tomorrow afternoon.”

Grace stayed up all night.

In the past six months, her sleep had not been particularly good.

But the last two nights she had been alone with Edler, she had slept rather well that she no longer woke up in the middle of the nights.

Maybe tomorrow, all her doubts could be answered.