The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 10

“I’m slapping you. You talked too cheap.”

Grace rubbed her palms casually and said sarcastically, “It seems that the Fallen family isn’t good at educating its descendants. This lady from the Fallen family only knows how to talk nonsense.”

She added, “And so what if I was married? Is there a rule that says those who are married are not allowed to attend? Wasn’t Edgar also married? What you said just now is slander and an insult to me. I can sue you.”

“You!”

Mia was furious. She had been humiliated in public and accused of being ill-bred. Both she and the Fallen family had lost face.

The most important thing was that the person who had slapped her was Grace, who had never dared to say anything in the face of her bullying in the past!

What a great shame!

“Bitc h, I’ll kill you!”

Mia rushed over ferociously and reached out to grab Grace’s hair.

Seeing this, Patric quickly held Grace in his arms and turned his back to Mia.

Edgar was also the first one to block Mia.

He frowned and looked at her seriously, saying, “How much longer do you want to fool around? Apologize now.”

“Edgar! I’m your sister. This bitc h hit me. You’re not helping me deal with her, but helping her instead? And you want me to apologize to her?”

Looking solemn, Edgar warned her, “I am not blind. I can see who’s right and who’s wrong. I’ll say it one last time. Apologize!”

Instantly, Mia was no longer that tough.

But what was wrong with her scolding that bitc h, Grace? She just wanted to reveal her true colors!

She had done nothing wrong.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. Then Nancy hugged her.

Nancy comforted her in a low voice, saying, “Mia, Edgar is really angry. He’s doing this for your own good. He can’t let Grace really sue you, can he? A wise man knows when to retreat. There’s still a long way to go.”

Her words were meaningful.

As Nancy comforted her, Mia finally calmed down and said in a low voice, “I’m sorry.”

After that, she blushed and ran away quickly. Staring at Edgar reassuringly, Nancy immediately chased after her.

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The farce finally came to an end.

Mia’s words just now aroused everyone’s curiosity. They knew that neither Patric nor Edgar were people to be trifled with.

In the end, everyone in the banquet hall returned to normal. No one dared to talk about what had just happened.

Patric looked in the direction where Mia had left and asked with a frown, “Are you going to let her go just like that? Do you want me to find someone to beat her up secretly and help you vent your anger?”

Grace couldn’t help laughing. She gently pushed his shoulder and said, “Why should I be angry? I’m not angry at all. She just said a few words. I slapped her hard in the face. I made a profit.”

Patric was speechless.

Suddenly, he felt that his little princess was a little tough.

Edgar, who was engaged in social activities in the crowd, was absent-minded. He kept glancing in Grace’s direction out of the corner of his eyes. At the sight of her making a coquettish expression at Patric, he suddenly felt unhappy.

As for why he was unhappy, he couldn’t figure it out. Maybe it was the first time that a woman had fooled him!

More than 10 minutes later, Nancy returned to the banquet hall with Mia.

Mia seemed to have reapplied her makeup, covering up the red mark on the left side of her face. She and Nancy stood quietly behind Edgar, looking extremely obedient.

Occasionally, she would glance at Grace viciously, who was shining in the crowd.

In the middle of the banquet, the dance floor opened up. Many big shots and presidents were dancing to the music with their female companions.

Nancy was also very excited. She looked at Edgar expectantly, waiting for him to hold her hand and invite her to dance like a gentleman.

Edgar got up as expected.

Nancy was more and more excited, as if she could see herself becoming the focus of everyone on the dance floor in the next moment.

However, the next second…

With a glass of red wine in his hand, Edgar walked to another table.