The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 8
Everyone in the building was in an uproar!
The receptionist, Sophia, had said in the group chat that she had greeted a woman who seemed to be Mr. Smith’s lover. Then a
general manager came out of nowhere!
Everyone wondered if the general manager was Mr. Smith’s lover.
However, they didn’t know that they had a new boss.
But Grace explained that it was a private visit.
On the one hand, it was because she, who had never been in charge of things behind the scenes in the entertainment industry,
did not know much about them. She needed Patric to help her go through the procedures on the surface.
Secondly, she didn’t know much about the employees of the company. She lurked among the staff and became their colleague
so that she could get to know them better before she could clean up the company in the future!
While everyone was wondering, Sophia, who was at the reception desk of the Angle Group, was looking with infatuation at Alex,
the special assistant, who was walking toward her.
She thought, “Oh my go d, Alex is so handsome. How could he smile at me?”
Suppressing the excitement in her heart, she tucked her hair behind her ear and raised her head with a smile, thinking that she
was beautiful like this.
“Mr. Alex, what can I do for you?”
Sophia had never been so anxious before. In her opinion, Alex looked at her so
affectionately. She wondered if he was going to ask her out.
The next second, Alex looked indifferent and said emotionlessly, “You’re fired. Pack up your things and get lost!”
“Huh?”
Sophia, who had just been so happy, felt that she was doomed.

She thought, “It’s over. I lost my job! Who on earth did I offend?”
Her tear-stained face stiffened instantly, as if she had thought of something.
She thought, “Could it be that woman from before?”
She quickly dialed a number, looking vicious and unwilling.
Patric dragged Grace to get her hair styled.
He cited the reason that they were going to attend a banquet in the evening, and the guests were all business celebrities and
upper-class people.
In the evening...
A top-notch banquet was about to kick off at the seven-star, luxurious Easter Hotel in Frant City.
At the entrance of the hotel, the upper-class socialites and bigwigs were standing at the door
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and agreeing with each other.
A Lamborghini supercar suddenly stopped in front of the door.
Edgar slowly got out of the car with his female companion, Nancy. One of them was noble and stern, looking intimidating, while
the other was elegant and gentle, looking delicate and charming.
With the appearance of the two, the crowd gradually became restless.
“Wow, Mr. Fallen is so handsome. Who is his female companion? She looks so elegant!”
“Don’t you think they’re such a good match? I’m so jealous.”
“Is this Mr. Fallen’s wife who has been hiding behind him for three years? She’s so sweet!”

Sensing the envious gazes of those socialites, Nancy raised her chin proudly.
Ever since her childhood, those arrogant young ladies had looked down upon her, the illegitimate daughter of the Mellis family.
But so what?
Edgar would definitely marry her, and she would become the focus of attention at these upper-class banquets.
In fact, in the future, she might even become the number one socialite in Frant City!
“Wow! It’s Mr. Smith from the Angle Group!”
Just as Nancy was feeling pleased with herself, she suddenly heard a commotion in the crowd.
Then she saw a limited-edition Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly stop.
Patric got out of the car first. He was 6 foot 2 and had long legs and a powerful aura. Wherever he went, he could attract surges
of exclamations from socialites.
Then everyone saw him bow with a smile and reach out to help the person in the car.
close to women, had brought a female
It was said that Mr. Smith, who had never,
companion with him this time!
Everyone was curious as they looked into the car.
The one who got out of the car stretched out a pair of fair and slender legs, wearing a pair of expensive, black diamond high
heels. Her black fishtail custom-made dress perfectly outlined her slender figure. People couldn’t take their eyes off her.
When the woman raised her head, the crowd was amazed.
Like a black swan, she was noble, aloof, and restrained.
Nancy, who was standing in front of them, was not only amazed but also shocked.
It turned out that Patric’s female companion was....

“Grace?”