Chapter 202


    Chapter 202


    It was Edgar’s voice..


    Grace breathed a sigh of relief that quickly turned into anger. “Why didn’t you answer the phone?”


    Edgar’s tone sounded a bit groggy and tired. “I was asleep. It’ste. Why haven’t you rested? What’s


    Wrong?”


    “Nothing happened. I have insomnia. I can’t sleep.”


    “Then should I stay up with you?”


    “Mmmm.”


    Grace replied softly, remembering the dream she had just had. She gave him a serious order, “I’ll


    remind you again, don’t go anywhere for the next two days, and keep your phone on maximum volume.


    Answer my calls no matter what.”


    There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then Edgar’s voice came through, very


    gentle, “Understood. Are you sleepy?”


    “Not sleepy.”


    “Do you want me to tell you a story?”


    “No.”


    “Are you hungry? Send me your address, and I’ll order supper for you.”


    “I’m not hungry.”


    Edgar:


    What a conversation stopper. I can’t talk about anything with her today!


    Grace still couldn’t sleep, so she finally let Edgar tell her a story. Edgar found some jokes online and


    shared them with her one by one. His storytelling skills were poor, and the atmosphere turned a bit


    awkward, but Grace fell asleep to the sound of his hypnotic voice.


    The next day, Grace followed the prearranged ns and acted ordingly. However, Logan had spent


    the entire day at La Quinta Ville without ever leaving the house.


    As it was gettingte, Grace grew impatient and sent Patric to persuade him toe out. After waiting


    for another half an hour, Logan finally followed Patric out.


    When Logan regained consciousness, he found himself tied to a chair, with his mouth sealed shut, and


    a table in front of him. The environment was closed and dim, resembling a basement.


    Confused and in a state of panic, he struggled and shouted.


    The basement door opened, and he saw a woman approaching him. Her makeup was exquisite, and


    her clear, captivating eyes made her look like a beautiful fairy.


    At first, he was startled when he saw her, but then he stopped struggling and shouting.


    Grace observed his reaction and sneered, “It seems that Uncle Logan has seen my photos many


    times. After all these years, we finally meet again. I look much better now. Uncle Logan recognized me


    at first sight.”


    She walked over to the chair opposite Logan’s and sat down, giving Eleven a meaningful nce.


    Eleven stepped forward and removed the seal from Logan’s mouth. Some of Logan’s beard was


    identally pulled off, causing him to grimace in pain.


    Chapter 202


    Gradually, he calmed down and stared at Grace. I’m your Uncle Logan! How could you let Patric


    deceive me and then kidnap me? Is this how you treat your elders?”


    Grace propped her chin with her hand and smiled casually. “Uncle Logan has known for a long time


    that I’m unruly. And I’m treating you very well! As an elder, Uncle Logancks morals and is not worthy


    of respect.”


    Logan narrowed his eyes. “Ick morals? I’ve always been an idle person, not meddling in the family’s


    internal affairs. How can Ick morals?”


    “Uncle Logan, take a look at this, and you’ll understand.”


    Grace nced at Eleven again, and Eleven handed over Nick’s confession to Logan.


    Logan carefully read the confession, and his expression suddenly changed.


    “Oh my G od, little niece! This has nothing to do with me. How could I possibly want to harm you? I


    cared for you when you were young. I even held you in my arms. Do you remember? This Nick is also


    an undercover agent. I’m just azy person. How could I possibly have any connection with him?” Content ? provided by N?velDrama.Org.


    “Oh?” Grace’s tone changed. “I heard that my good cousin Mr. Lincoln Smith, Uncle Logan’s son,


    works at the State Affairs Bureau. Could he be involved in this? Should I ask my older brother to


    investigate?”


    “No! It has nothing to do with him!”


    Grace pped the table abruptly, her eyes suddenly sharp. “It doesn’t matter! Nick has confessed, do


    you think you can simply deny it with a few words? Do you think you can impress Nick without the help


    of Lincoln? Let me guess, it’s all about the inheritance, isn’t it?”


    Logan looked at her seriously but didn’t answer.


    “Because you couldn’t tolerate my father’s vition of our ancestors’ instructions and his insistence on


    passing the inheritance rights to me, his beloved younger daughter. So he teamed up with others to kill


    me first, and then gradually take over the Smith family, right?”


    “Who else besides you?”


    “Is Uncle Xander involved? What about Lianne?”


    She pressed harder with her questions, but the more she spoke, the calmer Logan’s face became.


    “Little niece, these are just your spections. Isn’t it too hasty to convict me based solely on Nick’s


    confession?”


    Grace didn’t expect him to confess so easily. These old foxes were cun ning and shrewd.


    “It doesn’t matter if Uncle Logan doesn’t admit it. Some time ago, someone tried to ruin my face with an


    540 potion in a bar. I don’t like to let things slide, so I brought it to you, Uncle Logan.*


    Eleven took out a ss bottle and a special stic brush, cing them on the table in front of Grace.


    Logan eximed, “What is this?”


    Grace blinked her beautiful eyes.


    Logan stood up. “This type of medicine is prohibited in the warboratory! How did you get it? Does


    Chris actually condone your mischief?!”


    Grace was pleasantly surprised. “Seems like Uncle Logan’sziness is just a pretense. He even knows


    it’s a banned substance in theboratory and ims it has nothing to do with him.”


    She sneered as she opened the ss bottle and gently stirred its contents with the special brush using


    her white fingertips.


    “Uncle Logan is stubborn. Since he won’t confess, I won’t waste time asking. Although this bottle only


    contains sulfuric acid, it must taste quite good.”


    “You! I’m your Uncle Logan! Show some respect!”


    Ignoring his words, she pondered for a moment. “Since you enjoy pretending to bezy, how about I


    leave a mark on your face with these four characters?”


    “Grace, how dare you!”


    “Why wouldn’t I dare? If you have the guts, go ahead and take my evidence to the ancestral hall of the


    Smith family, use me, Grace, of being dead for six years. Now I’m back from hell to revenge and


    kidnap you. Do you dare?”


    “You!” Until now, Logan’s face was filled with fear.


    Grace had clearly settled the matter today. How could he go out and im that his niece was


    deceiving.


    “You can kill me if you can! Otherwise, just wait!” Grace looked at him with contempt. “But I know you


    won’t. After all, you’re an elder. Once your life is spared, the evidence will be handed over to Dad.”


    With a snort, she got up and left the basement, leaving behind a mournful and loud cry from inside.


    Hearing that shrill voice, Grace felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction. She even slept soundly that


    night, free from the burdens that had gued her for years.


    However, the next morning, as soon as she woke up. Eleven urgently knocked on her door. His eyes


    were red, and his voice choked with s obs.


    “Miss, Neen just called to say” Mr. Fallen” Mr. Fallen, he””