The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 77

Nancy didn’t give in. “I haven’t seen you for a few days, but you’re still as arrogant as ever. If you want

me to be slapped in the face, show me the evidence!”

“I’m the evidence!”

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.

“Hedda Mellis?! Aren’t you dead? How could… What’s going on?”

Nancy was about to lose control of her expression.

At first, she was so happy that she couldn’t 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!

“Hedda! My dear daughter!”

Emma ran to Hedda’s side recklessly, squatted in front of her, reached out her trembling hand, and

gently stroked her face.

Her daughter was still alive!

“My baby… I know you’re lucky. You’ll be safe…”

Emma hugged Hedda tightly, leaned her head on Hedda’s shoulder, and choked with so bs.

Jack, who was following closely behind Emma, was also moved. “It’s good that you’re awake! My good

daughter, you’ve suffered so much!”

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.

“So, she was just acting yesterday morning?

“Even Sarah lied to me?!”

Nancy couldn’t accept this fact at all.

“Why? Why does everyone support that bit ch Grace Salen?”

Nancy’s eyes were red with hatred. Taking advantage of the fact that everyone’s attention was

focused on the reunited family, she cleared her throat and coughed lightly.

“Even if my sister comes back safe and sound, you still can’t get rid of your blame!” Nancy looked at

Grace sharply.

Grace pulled up a nearby chair, sat down, held her chin with one hand, and asked with great interest,

“Then tell me, what crime have I committed?”

“You 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?”

Chapter 37

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.

“It seems that Miss Mellis is getting better at distorting the truth.”

Traces of disdain and playfulness flashed across Grace. “I’ll give you the explanation you want now!”

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.

“What are you all doing?!”

Nancy turned pale. She held onto the podium to steady herself.

“Nancy Mellis, we suspect that you’re 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.”

The leader of the group showed his credentials and led his men to hold Nancy down.

“It’s not like that! Listen to my explanation! You can’t arrest me!” Nancy broke down and shouted.

The policeman twisted her arm behind her back and quickly handcuffed her. “The truth will be disclosed

after our investigation.”

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.

“It’s all her fault! I knew she was up to no good ever since she came back!” Emma accused her

excitedly.

Jack was also extremely angry.

He picked up the microphone on the stage and announced loudly, “Sorry to make you watch such a

ridiculous scene. I won’t 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.”

Her only biological father in the world chose to abandon her.

Nancy’s despair gradually turned into wanton laughter, which sounded a little creepy.

Under everyone’s 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 couldn’t 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 family’s 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 didn’t 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 didn’t

care about that at first.

He didn’t expect Nancy to care so much about him.

Tim was touched. He sat up and asked politely, “Are you the doctor Miss Mellis invited? Please sit

down.”

“Yes, I am.”

The doctor pushed up his glasses and lowered his head. His expression could not be seen clearly.

“Then, thank you.” Tim let down his guard and nodded politely.

“It’s my duty. Since I’ve received Miss Mellis’s money, I should do some things for her.”

After a simple examination, the doctor took out a syringe.

“What kind of medicine is it? Don’t you need to prescribe some other medicine?”

Tim frowned slightly, but he still stretched out his arm.

“This is a medicine for recovery. Let’s inject it first. I’ll deal with what to do next.” 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 skin….

He flipped his wrist, grabbed the doctor’s hand, pushed him away, and shouted angrily. “You are not a

doctor! Who are you?”

(18)

(0)

12:17