Chapter 308


    Chapter 308


    Nick squinted his eyes and nced at Eder, suddenly bursting into maniacalughter.


    “So little sister Grace didn’t tell you everything. She even wants to keep the deal between her and me


    hidden from you. Your rtionship with her is truly fragile and can’t withstand a single blow.”


    Eder’s hand trembled slightly as he poured the tea, causing it to spill onto his hand, scalding his


    fingertips.


    “Did I hit the nail on the head? Nick grew even more smug. “Tsk tsk, you’ve sacrificed so much for her,


    enduring the torment of illness for so long. If she ends up with me in the end, you will only meet a


    miserable fate. How tragic!”


    Eder remained expressionless, disying elegance and nobility in his every move. He picked up a wet


    towel from the table and wiped away the tea stains from his hand. He also applied a coldpress to


    his reddened fingertips.


    “If you don’t speak, then I’ll continue hitting you,” Eder said calmly.


    As soon as he finished speaking. Eric immediately raised the stick.


    Nick shouted, “I’ll talk! Of course, 111 talk!”


    He desperately wanted Eder to know. It would make things even more entertaining!


    “I’m going to give her the antidote. In exchange, she will break off your engagement and agree to marry


    me. What’s more, just two days ago, when I gave her the dose of medicine that alleviates your


    symptoms, she had already agreed to marry me!”


    As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud crash.


    Eder threw the entire teapot in front of Nick’s feet. Shards of porcin flew, and tea spilled all over the


    floor.


    Nick’s lower leg was cut by the fragments that flew around, leaving several gruesome bloodstains.


    As Eder’s anger surged, the more Nickughed, the more insane he seemed. He said. “Even if you can


    survive, what does it matter? When you see me having her and you forever losing her, it should taste


    worse than death, right?”


    Eder’s cruelty escted. His ck eyes were filled with a blood–red color, exuding a strong intent to


    kill. Sensing his murderous intent, before he could give any orders, Eric pointed at Nick and instructed


    the guards by the door, “Avoid vital areas and beat him mercilessly! Make him experience all the


    tortures of hell on Earth, but leave him some breath; don’t kill him!”


    “Yes, Captain,” the guards acknowledged.


    Since Eric had given themand, Eder didn’t say anything and left the interrogation room, followed


    closely by Eroc.


    Behind them, Nick continued tough, saying, “What a pity, Eder, you’re truly pitiful! Once your body


    recovers, it will be such a pleasure when Grace is under me. Haha, it will be so satisfying! Eder


    clenched his fists, his temples throbbing with anger, emanating a terrifying killing aura. Eric quickly


    stepped forward to calm him down. “Boss, don’t listen to him. The Secret Investigation Division excels


    at psychological warfare, and Nick, as the former boss, is particrly skilled at attacking people’s


    hearts. Some of his words may be true, while others are false. We’ll investigate gradually!”


    Soon, the basement echoed with Nick’s screams mixed with his eerieughter. It sounded extremely


    cerie from a distance.


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    Chapter 308


    Eder suppressed his anger, his ck eyes steady, and without looking back, he left.


    As soon as Grace arrived at the Grammer family mansion entrance, she saw a shabby–looking van


    parked nearby. Euro and Fatima moved their luggage into the vehicle.


    It seemed that they had already dismissed all household staff and bodyguards. Euro and his wife, once


    known as the most ideal couple from a prestigious family, had now reached the point where they had to


    move their belongings. It appeared that they were effectively suppressed by Eder.


    Grace’s Maserati MC77 rolled up beside the van and stopped. The luxurious million dor car


    contrasted starkly with the small van.


    Fatima was the first to notice her, and her expression turned sour. “Our family is already in a mess, and


    Miss Smith is fiere to rub salt in the wound?”


    “Honey, don’t be rude.” Euro signaled to her with his eyes, then turned to Grace in a calm tone. saying.


    “The Grammer family and the Smith family have a long–standing rtionship. Miss Smith is always


    wee in our home. When a guest visits, how could we give her a hard time?”


    Grace merely smiled. Euro was indeed more mature, instantly elevating her to the moral high ground.


    “Uncle Euro, rest assured, I didn’te here today with any other intentions. I just wanted to find


    Sarah and have a private conversation,” Grace said.”


    Fatima’s expression softened. “She’s upstairs packing her things.”


    Grace nodded and entered the mansion. She made her way to the third floor and arrived at Sarah’s


    room. The door was ajar and not closed.


    Grace gently pushed it open and saw Sarah organizing her designer bags and jewelry from the past,


    seemingly torn inside. Grace lightly tapped her knuckles on the door and casually reminded her, “These


    valuable designer items will also be confiscated. The bank will sell them to repay your family’s debts.


    So, you don’t need to struggle with them because you won’t be able to take anything with you.


    Upon hearing her voice, Sarah instantly looked up. As soon as she confirmed it was Grace, her eyes


    filled with intense hatred. “What are you here for? To mock me?”


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    Grace nodded without concealing her intentions. “Of course, after all, this might be thest time I see


    you.”


    Sarahughed upon hearing that. “I thought you and I would exchange a few polite words and pretend


    to be good people. I didn’t expect you to be so straightforward. Unfortunately, back in Frant City, I


    unexpectedly showed mercy to you and allowed you to survive until now.”


    She dropped what she was holding and stood proudly while raising her chin. In front of Grace, she


    would never admit defeat.


    She smiled as she looked at Sarah, struggling to maintain her dignity and her unrepentantly poisonous


    gaze. “Uncle and Aunt worked their whole lives, and now, at such an old age, they have to squeeze


    into an eight square meter slum.”


    “Your brother spent his entire life building a good reputation, which you destroyed. Even with an


    outstanding academic record, no majorpany would dare hire him. He can only work on


    construction sites or as a car washer to barely sustain the family.


    “And all of this is your doing. Don’t you feel even a hint of shane?”


    Sarah sneered in disdain. “It’s simply a matter of winners and losers. They were my family, but they


    couldn’t help me seed. They brought this to themselves. Besides, I may have lost, but don’t be too


    proud. I’m waiting for someone else to deal with you!”


    Grace approached her, lowering her voice. “The ‘someone else‘ you mentioned, are you referring to


    Ava?”


    Sarah’s face slightly stiffened, but she remained silent, her gaze sharp as she stared at Grace.


    “Regarding what happened at your birthday banquet, I’m afraid someone orchestrated it for That


    person is Ava, isn’t she?”


    Ever since Grace first met Ava, she has been suspicious.


    you.


    Sarah arrogantly retracted her gaze and sneered. “You mean that female celebrity? What is she? Does


    she think she’s qualified to be my strategist?”


    Grace didn’t believe in her at all. “It doesn’t matter if you don’t admit it. I will find out sooner or


    She took out the printed evidence from her bag and began reading it lightly: “Five years ago, you


    caused a fatal drunk driving ident. Your father falsified your mental assessment and paid off your


    crime. The victim’s family was dissatisfied and used you online. Upon finding out, you arrogantly


    went to their door with bodyguards and caused serious injuries to two individuals. Once again, your


    father intervened to resolve the situation.”


    Sarah widened her eyes, slightly stunned. “How did you know?”


    Grace didn’t answer her question and continued reading. “Four years ago, at the high society tea party,


    you were dissatisfied with the attitude of a hotel waiter and privately hired someone to beat him,


    resulting in multiple fractures all over his body… Four years ago, you….”


    “Enough!”


    Sarah shouted angrily, snatched the evidence from Grace’s hand, and tore it apart viciously. “These are


    all one sided ims. I absolutely refuse to admit them!”


    Grace arrogantly sped her hands; her red lips curled into a smile. “Save these feeble words for when


    you’re in prison: you can howl all you want there.”


    Sarah felt a chill down her spine, sensing something was wrong. “What do you mean?”


    Before she could finish speaking, amation could be heard downstairs.