The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 271

Eder chose to ignore the situation and turned his attention back to the window, his eyes once again displaying their usual indifference. The lip marks on his fair skin gave him the appearance of a victimized spouse. In the presence of Grace, his previously dominant and cold CEO demeanor had vanished completely.

Noticing his hesitation, Grace refrained from pursuing further conversation. “Okay, take your time to compose yourself. But cease bringing up canceling the engagement or ending the relationship. You initiated the situation first, and now you want to back out? Absolutely not! Eder, you are fated to be with me in this lifetime! And I’m sorry, but this is simply who I am- dominant. Your realization is coming too late! You can regret it all you want!”

With a self–satisfied huff, she rose gracefully and exited the room.

Grace understood Eder all too well. He was steadfast, with walls around his heart not easily broken. down.

He was a silent sufferer, concealing his anguish and torment.

As for why he evolved such a persona, Grace had her theories, which she believed to be about 70 to 80 percent accurate.

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His parents had perished in a car accident when he was still a child, leaving him in the care of Grandfather Grant.

The elderly man was stern and held archaic beliefs. Eder must have endured his harsh discipline and beatings, forced to suffer alone since no one offered comfort.

He held his loved ones in high regard yet preferred to keep his emotions concealed, particularly when he harbored intense feelings of affection. Grace had a lunch that his ailment went beyond a mere physical injury. In fact, Eder could be ill!

Furthermore, his abnormal behavior indicated that the issue was far from trivial.

Even though Eder remained silent, it didn’t mean she couldn’t investigate alone!

As she departed from the office premises, her mind was occupied with various musings. It was then that she chanced upon Eric, who happened to he stationed in close proximity.

As Grace drew near to Eric, she leaned in and spoke softly, “I need to speak with you. Please come with me quietly.” Eric’s confusion showed on his face as he asked, “What’s going on?” Grace’s stern expression took him aback, causing him to feel uneasy. Despite his discomfort, he complied with her request and clumsily trailed her toward a secluded corridor.

“Miss Salen, what’s the matter?””

Adopting a stern expression, Grace asked, “How long have you been with Eder?”

Eric pondered for a moment. “It’s been over ten years, at least.”

Grace was thoughtful as she nodded, deciding to press further. “On this trip to the border, did Eder get hurt?”

“No, we were with him. We wouldn’t allow Mr. Storm to get injured easily. Please, don’t worry.”

Eric seemed at ease, answering promptly.

A theory began to form in Grace’s mind. “Then it must be some sort of illness.”

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Eric lowered her gaze, refraining from a response.

“You’ve been with him for so long; you must know his health better than anyone. What illness is he suffering from? Is it severe?”

Eric scratched her head, a bitter look on her face. “Why would you think so? The Boss has always been healthy and never fallen sick.”

“He kept it from me, and you’re also refusing to spill the truth?”

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“Last night, I barely pushed him, and he was knocked off the bed. That signifies he’s weak. Just now, I noticed his pallid face. Even if you continue to deny it, I won’t believe you. So, tell me, what’s wrong

with him?”

Eric’s demeanor was one of distress as he held back the truth. A deep sigh escaped him before he spoke, his tone weighted with reluctance. “Please, I don’t have any information to share. I… I have to focus on my work now. I’ll take my leave.”

Grace watched Eric’s retreating figure, lost in her thoughts for a moment, before dialing a number of a Dark Bell member. “I want you to investigate Eder’s recent travels over the past few months. Specifically, see if he has been visiting any hospitals frequently. And do it fast.”

“Understood, boss.”

As Eric approached the entrance to the CEO’s office, he received a summons from Eder to come inside. Upon entering, he noticed the CEO seated behind his desk, diligently wiping his face with a moistened tissue while scrutinizing his reflection in a compact mirror.

The leather gloves that touched Ava in the morning were now discarded into a trash bin.

“Boss, you summoned me?”

Eder had wiped off most of the lipstick stains from his face. “Where were you just now?”

Eric decided to be honest. “Miss Salen wanted to see me. She suspects you are ill and wanted to confirm it with me.”

“And you spilled everything?”

Eric was quick to refute. “No, no! I didn’t dare to. I kept mum!

Eder’s severe expression softened a bit.

Eric was perplexed but decided to tread cautiously, “But Boss, you know how Miss Salen is. Now that she is suspicious, she won’t rest until she uncovers the truth. Are you certain you don’t want to tell her?”

“Adding another person to the equation will only breed more pain.” Eder dropped his gaze, a wave of desolation washing over him. “I’ll give it more thought. In the meantime, verify the modifications related to the $404 virus, and run another check.”

Eric exhaled a heavy sigh, choosing not to pursue the matter further. “Understood.”

As the clock struck noon, Grace had barely settled into her thoughts when a phone call came through.

“Boss, there are no records of Mr. Storm visiting any hospitals in the past few months. The places he frequents most are the Grant Corporation, the National Security Bureau, and… oh! The War Lab.”

Grace contemplated this. “There are medical professionals at the lab, correct? How frequently does Eder visit there?”

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“Roughly every seven days. But recently, it’s been every five days. In fact, he was there three nights ago.”

Three nights ago?

Hadn’t Eder been at the border then? Grace’s brow creased in concentration. It was odd that he had returned to S City earlier than expected and had chosen to visit the lab late at night rather than come home to her.

Her instincts were screaming at her that something was amiss.

“Could you break into the lab’s database and retrieve Eder’s records?”

There was a pause on the other end. “I’m sorry, Boss. The lab’s security systems are top–notch. Breaking in isn’t an option. Even if we could, we’d be found out immediately.”

“Alright. I understand.”

She hung up, her mind awash with speculation.

As the National Security Bureau director, Eder’s position was equivalent to her elder brother’s. If he wanted to bury something deep, even her brother couldn’t unearth it. Any information they could find would have likely been tampered with already.

There was no way to uncover any solid evidence. All she could do was guess.

Just as Grace was grappling with her investigation, reaching a stalemate, she received an unexpected call from Uncle Lloyd.

“Miss, the maximum security prison in S City contacted the Smith family today. They’ve relayed that Mr. Nick Knight wishes to meet with you.”

“Nick?”

Grace was taken aback. Nick had been incarcerated for the last six months. Why the sudden desire to see her?

Uncle Lloyd continued, “Nick insists he has a secret of utmost importance to share. He assures that it concerns your former husband.”

Grace’s brows furrowed deeper as she heard the last few words, her expression growing grimmer,

“Understood.”

Grace ended the phone call abruptly and headed straight to the maximum security prison, eager to find out what Nick had to say. She sat in the visitation room, which was sparsely furnished and separated from Nick by two soundproof glass partitions. After a few minutes, Nick was brought into the room. She sat there in silence, taking in the sight of him. It was the first time in over six months. that Grace had laid eyes on Nick.