The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 295

Grace immediately stood up and opened the door.

“What’s going on? Why were you arguing?”

Eleven panted, “This morning, the Mrs. Smith and Mrs. Grammer family came over in person. I don’t

know how to explain it to the master. Due to what happened last night, Patric was already holding back

his anger. It’s probably because of the engagement contract and Miss Abigail… the

matter…”

Grace frowned.

Did Dad already know about the Patric and Abigail?

No wonder there was an argument!

She had to hurry back to prevent Patric from getting into a heated argument and losing out!

“Brother Eder, I might be back tonight,” she said to Eder as she put on her shoes.

Eder stood up, calmly set down the tablet, and walked over to Grace.

“Since it’s a big deal, I’ll go with you.”

Grace didn’t think twice about it. “This is a family matter for the Smith family. It’s not necessary for you

to come along. You can rest at home and make sure to take your medicine!”

Eder was a little unhappy, but she didn’t say anything. She took off the white trench coat from the coat

rack and helped Grace put it on.

“Winter will be here in two days. Don’t catch a cold.”

Grace tiptoed and lightly smacked Ider’s cheek. Then, she took Eleven and quickly went out, rushing

back to Galen Mountain.

Grace’s car had just reached the top of the mountain when she spotted Abigail’s frail figure from a

distance. Abigail was standing in front of Mr. Smith’s villa, pacing back and forth, clearly extremely

anxious.

She got out of the car, walked over, and called out, “Abigail.”

Upon hearing her voice, Abigail immediately ran over.

“Grace, during lunch today, Mr. Smith sent someone to call for Mr. Patric. He hasn’t come out yet. They

won’t allow me to go in. I can only wait outside for news. I have no idea what’s happening inside!”

Grace grabbed Abigail’s hand and patted it to calm her down. “Don’t worry, I’m here. I’ll definitely help

the Patric. I’ll bring you in.”

With Grace’s support, the bodyguards at the door didn’t dare to stop them.

When Uncle Lloyd learned that she had returned, he hurriedly ran over from outside the ancestral hall

to greet her.

Grace asked, “Uncle Lloyd, where’s my elder brother?”

“Mr. Patric and his wife haven’t been in S City recently. They’ve taken a flight. I’m not sure when they’ll

be back.”

Grace’s face turned solemn as she remembered the important matter. She turned to Eleven and said,

“Go and call my elder brother. If he doesn’t answer, call Sister-in-law and ask them to return to S City-

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within the next two days. I need to speak to them.”

“Yes, Miss.” Eleven turned around and immediately went to carry out the task.

Grace pulled Abigail along and headed towards the entrance of the ancestral hall

The door of the ancestral hall was tightly shut, and suddenly, there was the sound of teacups

shattering. It was evident that there was a heated argument inside.

She furrowed her brow and pushed the door open, but Uncle Lloyd stopped her.

“Miss, you’re certainly allowed to enter any place, including the ancestral hall, but this Miss Abigail is an

outsider. She isn’t permitted to enter.”

Abigail didn’t want to cause any trouble.

Grace nodded, not wasting any time, and immediately pushed open the door of the ancestral hall.

Inside the shrine….

Mr. Smith sat on the top seat, his chest heaving with anger.

Lianne sat on a chair by the side, watching a movie.

Patric stood in the open space in the middle, his back straight. He didn’t think he had done anything

wrong. No matter how much Mr. Smith yelled, he remained steadfast and refused to kneel.

The elegant suit on his right shoulder and arm were stained with tea leaves and water. It was evident

that Mr. Smith had used them to strike Patric.

Upon Grace’s arrival, the argument in the ancestral hall ceased.

Lianne glanced at her with a sneer, her face filled with contempt and displeasure.

Mr. Smith’s eyes softened a little as he looked at Grace, his tone becoming less harsh. “Why have you

returned? Are you here on purpose to help your Patric?”

“Dad, why would you say that? This is my home. Of course, I can come back and visit,” Grace replied.

As she spoke, she took out a wet towel and wiped the tea stains off Patric’s shoulder. “Patric, is this tea

freshly brewed? Is it hot? Undo a few buttons and let me check your shoulder.”

Patric shook his head. “It’s just warm tea. It’s not hot. Don’t worry.”

yet

Mr. Smith grumbled discontentedly, feeling a tinge of jealousy. His daughter had just returned, she was

more concerned about her brother. Why didn’t she ask if he was okay? If he was angry with this b

astard…

Hearing this, Grace immediately squatted down at Patric’s feet, folding her arms on her lap and raising

her face with a soft smile.

“Father, you’ve always had a mild temperament and rarely get angry. What happened today? Why did

you get so angry that you smashed your Patric with a teacup?”

Mr. Smith became agitated as he spoke about it. He glared at Patric before saying, “He made the

decision himself to break off the engagement with the Grammer family. He even got involved with that

little actress knowing that he already had a fiancee.”

“Mr. Grammer personally came to beg me, speaking in a low voice, asking me to persuade this b

astard not to deliberately go against the Grammer family and to help him remove the hot search.”

The fist inside Patric’s sleeve turned blue and purple.

“You! *Cough, cough*”

Mr, Smith choked, his face flushed red with anger, and he started coughing violently.

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“Dad, please calm down. Patric is not an unreasonable person.” Grace quickly helped him by patting

his back, while quietly winking at Patric, signaling him not to provoke further conflict.

Patric wore a gloomy expression and chose not to say anything more.

With Grace’s comforting gestures, Mr. Smith gradually calmed down and his anger subsided.

Just as she was about to begin persuading him, she caught a glimpse of Lianne’s alluring figure. “You

should leave first. I have something to discuss with my father and brother.”

Lianne, who had been reveling in their misfortune, suddenly felt upset upon being summoned.

“Grace, are you trying to drive me away? I am a part of the Smith family tree. Is there anything in the

ancestral hall that I can’t listen to?”

Grace gave her a cold look. “What if you’re part of the family tree? These are my father and brother. I

want to speak to them privately. What’s it to you?”

Lianne was left speechless. She couldn’t say anything in response. With a disgruntled expression, she

looked at Mr. Smith, hoping for his intervention.

Mr. Smith’s expression softened, and he helped Grace by persuading. “Baby, she may genuinely have

something to discuss privately. It’s better if you leave for now. Don’t worry, I’m here, and no one in the

Smith family dares to treat you as an outsider.”

For Grace’s sake, even if she stayed, she would only face ridicule from Grace again.

There was no choice. Lianne stomped her feet in anger and stormed out, slamming the door behind

her.

Once she was gone, Grace looked at Mr. Smith and continued, “Father, you don’t know this, but the

reason why the Patric despises Sarah so much is because back in Frant City, she attempted to kill me

several times. It’s just that due to the Grammer family’s influence, all the evidence pointing to her

involvement was swept under the rug. I haven’t been able to expose it until now.”

Mr. Smith was taken aback. “How could such a thing happen?

“Yes, Dad,” Grace said, tapping her leg. “Last night at Sarah’s birthday party, she drugged me while I

was chatting with Adrian. She intended to tie him up in bed. Can you believe it?”

“What?!” Mr. Smith widened his eyes and slammed his hand on the table in anger.

Earlier in the morning. Euro and his wife had come over, but they hadn’t mentioned the reason behind

the Grammer family’s current predicament.

Now, thinking about it, it was truly despicable!