The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 22

Grace gritted her teeth, refusing to slow down, but accelerated and seemed to want to die with them.

The two black cars in front were taken aback as she charged forward unblinkingly, sending shivers down their spines.

In the heart-stopping final two seconds before impact, both black cars synchronized, retreating half a yard.

The petite Santana just squeezed through the gap.

Before she could catch her breath, the two black cars were tailing her like hounds on a

scent.

Grace wanted to get rid of them, but the acceleration of her little Santana just couldn’t shake the tailgating black cars.

She bit her lip, a cool resolve settling in her heart.

Via the rear-view mirror, Grace took a quick count of the occupants of the black cars. Including the driver, each car carried five people.

In total, ten men, each one seeming a hulking brute.

If it came down to a war of attrition, Grace’d be toast, but if she could outsmart them, she might have a fighting chance of around sixty to seventy percent.

In for a penny, in for a pound, Grace thought. Today’s just been one of those days, might as well have a go.

Bring it on!

Having made up her mind, Grace parked her car with steely resolve on the outskirts of an abandoned building.

The two black cars stopped right after, disgorging ten burly men in unison.

They held crude clubs in their hands, looking fierce.

Grace leaned against her car, hands in her pockets, nonchalantly taking in the scene.

When the gangsters caught sight of her sizzling figure beneath the skin-tight white dress, their eyes nearly popped out.

Today’s job was going to be a real windfall!

Grace cooll y eyed each of them, her red lips parting to ask, “So, who sent you here?”

The head of the gangsters, eyes full of lecherous intent, retorted, “Don’t blame us, sweetheart. You’ve only got yourself to blame for ruffling the wrong feathers.”

their employer’s name, Grace

in hand, a smirk playing on her lips and a glint

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words hung in the air, the ten gangsters raised their clubs

Beep beep beep!

shrill car horn blared from

suddenly spun into view, executing a

The driver had changed.

Tim benched by Edgar, his wages docked for

dismounted

that whipped up a gust, his aura

gangsters were all

deadly intent. Edgar ignored Grace, booting a

the gangsters hastily grabbed

shining armor, eased her high heels back on, leaning against her car to

than pleased to let someone else take the

to be reckoned with, fierce and swift. Within minutes, he had taken down nine gangsters, leaving only

knuckles, which echoed ominously, Edgar’s eyes seemed as deep as a bottomless

Edgar’s stare that his knees buckled, and he fell to the

I’ll scram immediately, and I’ll never bother the lady again. I beg

was about to interrogate him further, Grace stepped forward, her high heels clicking against the ground. With one hand, she yanked the head up by his

know. We’re just hired gangsters, taking whatever work comes our way, as long as

not going to talk,

hand, Grace slapped

by Grace’s fierce demeanor. Noticing Edgar’s icy stare from the corner of his eye, he burst into a pitiful

The guy was generous with his money, asked us

online…?Ah!”

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him sprawling into

crunch, he spat out a mouthful of blood before

unconscious.

around to

m s is off the charts! Were you really considering letting him

discovered what those people planned to do to Grace,

and it wasn’t up to others to lay a hand

for Grace, who was she to question him? Didn’t that person deserve

naive righteousness was nothing

with one hit, the guy didn’t feel a thing. He should’ve

Edgar was left gobsmacked.

He had misjudged.

naive righteousness was

Tim to look into today’s incident. You can

her eyes

said she was