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Chapter 32
When he saw who it was, Mr. Jameson’s eyes widened in horror.
“Mr… Mr. Fallen… What are you doing here?”
Edgar’s expression grew gloomy, and the veins on his forehead visibly bulged. He clenched his cor
tightly, his voice filled with intensity as he inquired, “In which private room is she located? What do you
n to do with her?”
Edgar’s terrifying gaze nearly petrified Mr. Jameson. His lips quivered, and he divulged all the
information with a trembling voice.
Lucy’s face turned pale with fear, and she attempted to slip away, hoping to escape the tense situation
discreetly.
She was controlled by Tim, who had just arrived.
Edgar handed them to him, instructing him, “Tie them up and lock them in a room. I’ll deal with them
later.”
With a menacing expression, he swiftly made his way to the private room.
An unsettling sensation crept over him.
Mr. Jameson said she drank wine that was drugged 15 minutes ago. Had she…
His eyes, filled with a scarlet hue, became increasingly saturated with a sinister intent to kill.
He pushed open the door of the
ate room.
As he entered the private room, his gaze fell upon a gruesome sight, a pool of blood sttered across
the floor, stretching even into the small bathroom.
Men’s voices could be heard from within the bathroom, persistently resonating in the air.
Two at the same time!
Consumed by a zing fury, Edgar strode purposefully toward the bathroom. In the periphery of his
vision, he caught sight of a figure nonchntly standing nearby.
He took a closer look.
It was Grace.
She embellished a subtle touch of makeup, exuding an air of elegance as she leaned gracefully against
the chair. Her slender fingers rhythmically tapped on the broken leg of the stool nearby.
There were a few conch tips on the legs of the stool and asional drops of blood on the ground. It
could be seen that it had experienced a fierce battle.
Edgar looked her up and down carefully.
“Are you… really okay?”
Grace tilted her head and smiled yfully. “Are you disappointed that I’m fine, Mr. Fallen?”
Of course not.
Just as he was about to argue, Grace chimed in with a smirk, “Mr. Fallen, looks like you’ve got your
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finger on the pulse of things. Did youe all the way just to catch up on thetest gossip in the
entertainment industry?”
“What?”
Edgar was confused.
The bathroom door swung open abruptly, and two figures, appearing as disheveled and injured, were
crawling towards her.
He took a closer look.
Two guys with messed-up faces were crawling over, all blood y and beaten.
One of them had a disturbing redness on his face, looking like he had been dosed with something. He
held his injured abdomen, blood seeping through his fingers, his face contorted in pain.
The other person was hunched over, holding her back with her hands in a sorrowful manner. Her face
was drenched in blood, and the pain etched on her features made her appearance truly ghastly.
Edgar’s initial shock subsided, and he let out a sigh of relief.
Edgar remembered the previous encounter when he had discovered Grace’s proficiency in martial
arts.
Indeed, Grace was not one to allow herself to be at a disadvantage.
Mr. Wesley and Mr. Lewis crawled miserably to a ce two meters away from Grace and knelt down.
Suddenly, they burst into tears.
“Your Majesty, it’s all Mr. Jameson and Lucy’s idea. They urged me to do this! I was forced!”
“Yes, yes! We werepletely in the wrong. Please spare us. We promise we won’t do anything like
this again…”
Grace took out her phone with a sneer and scrolled through the information she had on them.
“The director of Epicent Films, Victor Wesley, is notorious for his greed and debauchery. He has a
disturbing inclination toward the mistreatment of women. Numerous female stars and employees have
suffered from his abusive behavior, with some even meeting tragic fates.
“And wow, Louis Lewis, the director of Epicent Films, has exploited and preyed upon countless female
stars, leading to the demise of 11 individuals. Do you really think you can get away with it so easily?”
Upon hearing her words, the two of them burst into even louder so b s.
Their legs trembled uncontrobly.
“Please, mydy, have mercy on us! We know we messed up big time. We swear we won’t ever dare to
pull such a stunt again. If we do, may lightning strike us down and turn us into dust!”
Grace elegantly poured herself a ss of red wine and gave it a gentle swirl.
“Well, since you’ve admitted your mistakes, I suggest you post the recorded video from the
bathroom on Twitter. Announce your crimes, sincerely apologize to the victim, and make it known to
the public just how despicable and infuriating you truly are!”
The faces of the two men tensed up upon hearing her words.
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Louis panicked and vehemently shook his head. “No… No way! If I do that, they’ll kick me off the
board! Everyone will hate me, and the cops will lock me up! I won’t get out alive!”
Victor chimed in, pleading, “Ms. Salen, please have mercy. We can promise you anything other than
that!”
They were scared to death just thinking about being sentenced to death and getting beaten up by other
prisoners in jail.
Edgar stood aside quietly and listened with a slight smile on his face.
She was direct, fierce, and cun n i n g, with an array of tricks at her disposal.
Her approach resonated with his own style of handling matters.
Before Grace could speak, he nced gloomily at the two people on the ground and said, “Do as Ms.
Salen said.”
They cast humble gazes at him once more.
Before they could even beg for mercy, he cut them off with a chilling tone, “Or would you prefer a taste
of my torture?”
Grace was confused.
The two people being threatened trembled all over.
They had heard enough about Edgar’s reputation for dealing with people.
The mere thought of it made them shudder, realizing it would be a fate far worse than death itself!
They were even more terrified.
“We’ll do it! We’ll do it now!”
With trembling hands, they posted the video on Twitter under the cold gaze of Grace.
Grace rubbed her wrists, got up, and left the private room. She didn’t even look at Edgar.
Edgar called Tim and chased after her.
Only Victor and Louis were left in the room, snuggling up to each other and wailing in despair.
In less than five minutes, the Inte was in an uproar.
Tim informed the police toe in and arrest them quickly. The two of them were taken away by the
police car in less than two minutes.
They were dragged out of the restaurant’s back exit before they could see how they werembasted on
the Inte.
Grace left quickly, and Edgar couldn’t keep up with her.
He walked all the way out of the restaurant and finally saw Grace at the door.
It was already dark, but the lights at the restaurant entrance were very bright.
He saw Grace lowering her head and looking at the man squatting at her feet, gently massaging her
sore legs. It was Patric.
Patric raised his head dotingly as he rubbed. “Does it hurt? Next time you want to hit someone, tell me.
You don’t have to do it yourself.”
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Grace chuckled and said, “I haven’t fought for a long time, so I must admit it was rather exhrating. I
feel quite refreshed after this little exercise.”
Edgar stood rooted to the spot.
This scene struck him deeply.
After gently massaging her calf, Patric removed his suit jacket and carefully wrapped it around her. He
then shielded her protectively and guided her into the car.
As he closed the door, Patric turned around and fixed a cold stare on Edgar, conveying a clear warning
in his gaze.
The Rolls-Royce soon departed.
Edgar’s gaze remained fixed on the path where the Rolls-Royce had vanished. His heart filled with a
mix of emotions he couldn’t quiteprehend.
The image of Patric tenderly massaging Grace’s legs reyed in Edgar’s mind, leaving asting
impression he couldn’t shake off.
Tim saw his president standing alone in a daze when he exited the restaurant. No one knew what he
was thinking.
“Mr. Fallen? Are you okay?”
Edgar came to his senses, but his eyes were still gloomy. “What’s the matter?”
“Victor and Louis have been taken away. As for the two upstairs, how do you n to deal with them?”
He pondered for a moment, and the scene just now shed through his mind again. He said coldly,
“Nothing, let them go.”
“Huh? Let them go?”
Tim was stunned. He had spent a lot of effort tying them up and dragging them into the dark room.