Mr. Billioneire Wife
Long time no see Grace! (Revision)

Their conversation was still not over, question after question popped out of Grace's lips. "You said you never dated. How come, I don't think your looks are too bad!"

Damian laughed out loud, "You're sure my face is mediocre. Come on, Grace, almost every day the woman out there craves me." Damian pede said.

"One-time pede you. Then why haven't you ever dated?"

"I'm married, you want me to find an affair?"

"I don't ask about life after marriage, but before marriage. Why not try dating someone else?" Grace murmur. Hearing Damian's long-winded reply annoyed him.

"There's no reason Grace. Once I fall in love with a girl, I won't be able to look away. And you made me crazy about Grace!" answer Damian. Then Grace threw her face to the side, her cheeks heating up violently. Embarrassing.

"But if you want, I can find a second wife.This kind of opportunity, who would refuse it?" damian teases Grace.

"You want to die, huh?" grace's growl quickly made Damian laugh.

As she laughed, Grace got out of her seat. Walk away from Damian himself. With quick steps, Grace walked down the hallway of the Mansion. Damian's mansion is so big and majestic. Almost resembles a palace in fairy tales.

Already know have a wife, already have children also still want to marry another woman. You son of a bitch, I hate you.

Until Grace arrived at the end of the hall, where a large brown door was located. Grace observed the door for a while, before finally opening it slowly.

It was a little difficult, but because of Grace's persistence the door was slightly open. Grace's body was sculpted to see dozens of luxury cars lined up neatly behind this door. Yes, that room is a special room to store Damian's car collection.

From antique cars to the latest cars in this room. It can be predicted that one car parked for hundreds of millions of dollars even up to billions.

"Gee, fantastic!" pekik Grace was amazed. With a slow step, walk down the path. His eyes glanced to the right and left. Look around Damian's car collection.

"What would I be as rich as if I sold all these cars?" angan Grace's. Thinking of a crazy plan that no one ever expected.

"What do you think Grace is, if Damian finds out you're selling all her favorite cars. Maybe you'll disappear from the face of this earth!" lilg Grace spoke for herself.

"I tried one no papa, right?" Grace took her foot to the drawer in the corner. There are many keys with different numbers. And the choice fell on key number 26. Car Bugatti La Voiture Noire, glossy black color.

Furious with happiness, Grace gets in the car. Do it out through a large door that coincides directly with the door that passed through it earlier.

Unfortunately, when Grace was about to pass through the gate. Two large guards confronted him. "Sorry madam, you can't go out without Mr.'s permission. Wilson!" Grace opened the window, then popped her head.

Grace chuckled lazily, "I've asked my husband's permission. And he let me go, if you don't believe me just ask him!" sulkan Grace fierce.

The two bodyguards threw each other a glance. One of them went to ask Damian. Because Damian won't play cell phones in his free time like he does now.

"Wait a minute, madam!" exclaimed the other bodyguard, still blocking the car that Grace was riding. Grace sat quietly in the car. His brain thought hard, trying to find a gap when the bodyguard in front of him was off guard.

"I have an idea!" muttered Grace while smiling cunningly.

"Hey, you! can you please get me my ring that fell?" asked Grace in a loud voice. The bodyguard turned and nodded.

The bodyguard got out of Grace's way, walked around the car. Look for the ring that the employer meant. Grace smiled triumphantly, with a single tap of the car coming out through the wide-open gates of the mansion.

"Damn I'm being fooled!" muttered the bodyguard, massaging his temple, which was pulsing pain. It was certain that after this Damian would not let her live a quiet life.

Meanwhile, a bodyguard came over to Damian. The man was still sitting quietly in the living room while watching the activity. Damian forgot Grace in an instant.

"I'm sorry you interrupted your time, but did you allow the young mistress to come out?" instantly the remote held by Damian fell.

His face turned flat, "I never let my woman out. Is he trying to get out of the Mansion?" damian asked coldly. His blood seemed to boil after hearing Grace try to get out without permission and supervision.

"Yes, sir, the young mistress is driving one of your cars and intends to go out!"

"And you left it and went here?"

Not long after that, though. The fellow that the bodyguard was referring to came with his head bowed. "I'm sorry sir, the young mistress managed to trick me and exited the Mansion!" exclaim the bodyguard with a stammer.

"Stupid! track that car now, I don't want to know. Within fifteen minutes you should get my woman's location. Otherwise, prepare to lose your life!" damian shouted furiously.

The two bodyguards nodded, then bowed their bodies briefly. Before finally going to do Damian's orders.

Simultaneously, a white car stopped right in the courtyard of the Damian Mansion. Adam came with some documents Damian had to sign.

However, once he saw the entire bodyguard standing guard breaking out in cold sweat with their legs shaking violently. Makes him frown.

"What the hell is going on? why are you scared?" adam asked the head of the Mansion guards.

"Master, Mr. Wilson is angry that the young mistress exited the Mansion without our permission and escort!" the bodyguard replied politely. Adam breathed a sigh of rage. It's always Grace who's in trouble here.

Madam can you just shut up for a day, why don't you let the bodyguards here live a quiet life. Inner adam.

Adam stepped his foot through the main door of the Mansion, where he saw Damian sitting with a few cigarettes and a bottle of drink in the living room.

"Good day sir!" greet Adam, with a low nod.

"Why?" damian asked briefly, not in the mood right now.

"I need your signature for mall X construction approval" Adam replied, handing over the document to Damian. Without reading it first, Damian immediately affixed his signature.

"You don't worry sir, I'll help them track down the young mistress!" Damian raised his eyebrows.

"Why, let that damn bodyguard look for him!" damian's word, then sip his wine until it runs out.

"They work under my supervision, so I must also take responsibility for their negligence sir!" Damian smiled mockingly.

"Whatever, you only have 7 minutes left!" relax Damian, his eyes flashed with anger. Adam nodded in understanding, bowing respectfully before leaving this room.

Here another Grace was singing cheerfully, driving her car across the streets of New York City.

"I haven't been walking around like this for a long time. I must enjoy my time now" exclaimed Grace excitedly, not knowing that she was awakening the sleeping demon.

Grace further upped the speed of her car, "where should I go??"

"I haven't visited that place in a long time!"

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Damian's time runs out, Adam and Grace's fooled bodyguard arrive on time. "Sir! the car that the young mistress was riding stopped at cafe XX, most likely the young mistress was around!" adam exclaimed, while showing the red dot on the laptop screen.

"Prepare my car!" not wanting to waste any time Damian immediately gave the order. He went upstairs to change clothes.

At the cafe, Grace enjoyed the dishes. Only now did Grace sit in this place after two years. Her move makes Grace make this cafe as her favorite place.

"I can join you here!"

Grace looked up to find the source of the sound. Seeing who's coming makes Grace stop moving. "Alex!" murmured Grace called out the name of the former lover.

"During no meeting Grace!"

TB

warnings!

this story is just fiction that the author created in accordance with the author's imagination so please do not take it seriously. 🙏!!!!!!