The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 252
“Just kneel for 30 minutes with the washboard? Eder let out a long sigh of relief.
Based on the severity with which Grace had treated him in the past, he had thought she would make him kneel all night, or at
least start with four or five hours.
Compared to before, Grace was very gentle today. It seemed that Grace still cared for him.
He felt much better in his heart and reGracectantly lifted his head from Grace’s legs, straightening his posture to accept his
punishment.
In the correct position, the weight of his entire body pressed onto his knees. It became increasingly painful, and he continuously
adjusted his breathing, occasionally closing his eyes to count the time. Seeing that he had stopped making a fuss, Grace opened
her phone and continued to deal with. Abigail’s matter.
Beth had sent her several messages in a row, but she had been too focused on setting rules for Eder and had forgotten to check
her phone.
Now, as she looked, Beth asked her to check the trending topics.
The news of Abigail’s “suicide” couldn’t be suppressed. It had been exposed by bystanders who filmed a video and uploaded it
online, and it had made it to the trending topics. Despite Angle’s PR team’s efforts to reduce its popularity, the topic remained in
the top ten.
She was considering a soGracetion when Dark Bell sent her several high-definition photos.
There were photos of Peter and Elizabeth holding hands and kissing late at night, as well as clear, uncensored photos taken by
the hidden cameras in their hotel room. There were over twenty of them.
A mischievous smile tugged at the corners of Grace’s lips. These photos came at just the right time!
She called Beth. “Send a notice in Angle’s name. State that Abigail is the victim and reveal her previous romantic relationship
with Peter, as well as the truth behind her heartbreaking choice to ‘commit suicide.”
“Also, I have a photo here. BGracer the woman’s face, but make it obvious that it’s not Abigail. Send it to the reporters and
media, urging them to quickly write articles and generate more attention.” After hanging up the phone, she selected a
provocative yet not too explicit high resoGracetion photo and sent it to Beth.
Ten minutes later, the hot search rankings quickly underwent a thorough cleansing. The term “Peter’s affair leading to Abigail’s
heartbreak and suicide attempt swiftly climbed to the top. The entertainment company Starlight Entertainment, where Peter
belonged, couldn’t sit still and immediately released a statement. They denied Peter’s past romantic relationship with Abigail and
his affair. They even threatened legal action, claiming they would sue those spreading rummors. Grace read Starlight’s official
blog, then used her own account to edit a short article and posted it. [When walking the path of darkness, you will inevitably
enconuer ghosts. Some people think they can hide their heinous acts from everyone, but even if they don’t admit it, we have

solid evidence! IF these individuals have even a shred of conscience, they should sincerely apologize to our company’s victim
and admit to all their wrongdoings. Otherwise, they will hear the consequences!]
Shortly after posting this message, Grace received a call from Peter’s manager.
Mr, Noah, the manager, asked, “Miss Grace, do you really have solid evidence?”
Grace responded coldly. “Over twenty high resoGracetion, uncensored photos. What if they were displayed on the big screens in
the square on repeat tomorrow?”
“No. please! Please don’t do that! Our boss’s intention is for both sides to take a step back. Since you’ve just entered the S city
market and are not yet firmly established, let’s find a compromise. How much money do you want?”
Grace chuckled upon hearing this, “Your company, Starlight, can’t afford my price. If you offer too little, I won’t even take you
seriously. In fact, my goal is quite simple: I only target Peter. He should apologize, admit to all his mistakes, and leave the
entertainment industry. Not a single demand less.”
“Well...
“You can’t decide on this matter. Ask your boss at Starlight to give up Peter or the entire
if he wants company. Let him decide! I want to see the result by tomorrow at the latest, or else tomorrow’s trending topics will be
about Starlight Entertainment’s dark secrets.”
After hanging up the phone, Grace sent another message to Beth, [Butterfly Girl Group’s group activities will be suspended for
now. Except for Abigail and Elizabeth, the other members’ solo activities will continue. Keep a close eye on Elizabeth, and I’ll
deal with her when I have time.]
She was concentrating on her typing when her sleeve was lightly tugged by a man beside her.
Eder was breathing heavily, sweat dripping from his forehead. His knees were nearly numb from the pain, enduring this torture
for over half an hour.
He used his own method to silently remind Grace. “It’s time!”
Grace was busy typing on her computer and ignored him.
He felt helpless and frustrated, so he weakly called out to her, “Grace...”
“Mm.” Grace didn’t even lift her head, casually responding, clearly not paying attention to him.
“I’m in pain... It’s been 30 minutes!!” le tightened his grip on her sleeve.
Tine, she replied absentmindedly, still not looking up.
What does “fine” mean?
Should I get up or not?
Eder couldn’t understand her attitude. Ile endured for another ten minutes, but Grace was still engrossed in her phone....
Is the phone more interesting to her? Or has she become addicted to it?
Eder became furious!

He quickly stood up from the washing board, grabbed Grace’s delicate wrist, and pushed her down onto the bed, using his arm
to hold her down.
“Hey, my phone!”
Eder increased the pressure, not allowing her to reach for her phone.
“What’s more important, the phone or me?”
Grace frowned, confused by this ridiculous question. How can they be compared?
“Of course, you are more important.”
Eder snorted and leaned closer to her. Dangerous coklness flickered in his black eyes. “Then why do you only look at your
phone and not at me?”
“...I’m working.” Grace turned her face away, her cheeks bGraceshing from his warm breath.
The Holl
“Work can never be finished. It can be dealt with tomorrow as well.”
His dark eyes narrowed slightly, and he licked his upper incisors with his tongue, a wicked smile forming on his face. “You’ve
ignored me for so long, are you still angry?”
“Hmm?” Grace’s tone rose, not understanding his meaning.
Eder directly answered her with his actions. He grabbed her arm and flipped her over.
His husky and magnetic voice approached her ear, teasingly. “Today, no matter what you say, it won’t stop me, my dear wife.”
Grace sensed the dangerous aura emanating from him and started to panic.
A wicked smile adorned the noble and handsome face of the man. His uninjured right hand covered. her mouth, not giving her
any chance to speak or resist.
Then, regardless of her sobbing, he continued without stopping.
It was only now that Grace realized that Eder was feeling frustrated and angry tonight. He must have been holding back his
anger for a long time.
He truly cherished and loved her. Within the bounds of control, he could obediently endure being beaten and even let her vent
her frustrations.
However, there were limits. He wouldn’t tolerate going too far or crossing his bottom line.
Once the line was crossed, he would respond like he was now.
Using his own way, he punished her Bercely.