Chapter 174
Seeing the simple, absolutely brutal, and cool style, Renee knew instantly that she was facing the most oppressive man in Beach City, the crazy young master Stefan.
But she didn’t understand. Why would this aristocrat come to this dilapidated haunted house?
Charles had just been dropped on his ass by Renee, and now someone else had kicked him so hard he felt it to the bones. He could barely restrain his anger, and he was about to start cursing when he turned to meet Stefan’s burning eyes. He immediately went pale and almost wet himself again.
“M–Mr. Hunt! W–why are you here?!”
Stefan stared down at Charles, who was prostrating on the ground. His brows were furrowed, and he asked in an obviously upset tone. “Are you one of Jeremy’s people?”
He could vaguely recall the man beside Jeremy from a business deal before this, where they had met. Ah, he was Jeremy’s top bodyguard, wasn’t he? Jeremy was very close to him too.
“Yes, that’s right, Sir! My name is Charles. I’ve been working with Mr. Sunder for many years. Meeting you when you signed the long–term business deal with Sunder Group was a great honor. I’ve always admired you, and today’s formal encounter is a real privilege!”
Charles was practically bending over backward for Stefan, and he looked like he would grovel on the ground and worship Stefan if he could. This was because he knew Stefan had a status above Jeremy, and he couldn’t afford to offend him.
Stefan looked indifferently, and without bothering to spare Charles another glance, he looked around the villa. He took in the
smashed furniture and the mess, and his frown deepened.
“What’s going on here?” Stefan asked.
“Well…”
Charles gulped before stammering. “B–because… Mr. Sunder heard that the Everheart villa was haunted. The neighbors around here, including his close friends, expressed their fear… H–he’s a righteous man he said we should clean up this unclean place for everyone’s sake!”
“That’s bullshit!”
Renee could feel her brain cells deteriorating from the man’s nonsense. Was he insulting their intelligence?
Enduring the pain in her abdomen, she coldly snorted, “Do you think I’m an idiot? Or are you saying Mr. Sunder is stupid? You’re boldly using his name and portraying him as a fool. You seem to be really tired of living, don’t you?”
“Miss Everheart, calm down. Mr. Sunder really did say…”
Charles was also in disbelief at his own words, but what else could he do?
He couldn’t say that Jeremy knew that Renee had moved back into the Everheart residence and had deliberately sent Charles to
get rid of her, right?!
After all, Renee was still Stefan’s wife. Even if the two were divorced, the man wouldn’t stand back and watch his ex–wife get
bullied, that’s for sure!
“What did Mr. Sunder send you here to do again?” Stefan asked nonchalantly, attempting to display an attitude of indifference.
“H–he asked us to clean up this dirty place…”
“So, you’re saying that my ex–wife is dirty?”
“N–no! That’s not what I meant!” Charles was sorely tempted to bury his head in the ground. At this moment, he was only
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digging a deeper grave for himself.
“Y–you misunderstand, Mr. Hunt! I was only… I just…!”
Charles carefully studied Stefan’s face, at a complete loss at how to answer the man. Whether they were divorced, Charles was even more insignificant to Stefan than Renee.
He felt that whichever way he answered would be wrong.
Renee was uncomfortable as she listened to the conversation. Somehow, she felt like Stefan was indirectly insulting her.
Stefan looked at Charles coldly, then suddenly raised his foot to step on Charles‘ head. “Go back and tell Jeremy that there’s nothing I hate more than bullies! The deal between H Group and Sunder Group has been terminated!”
“Y–yes, sir!”
Charles didn’t dare protest or say more. Gesturing wildly to the other men, the group scrambled and left the villa.
What a mess! Charles hadn’t expected that his luck was so bad that he’d run into Stefan, now like a knight riding in on a white horse to save the damsel in distress.
Didn’t divorced couples usually not get along? What the hell was up with those two?! Was it normal to meet up so often?!
On the other hand, Stefan had both hands in his pocket and a stern look on his face as he asked Renee, “How are you?”
Renee was not a fool. Even though her ex–husband had just asserted his dominance, and she went starry–eyed over his display for a moment, she was clear–headed and sneered.
“One doesn’t visit for no reason, Mr. Hunt. You came to my house with your condescending attitude, so you shouldn’t expect a pleasant welcome. Why don’t you get to the point?”
