The Untouchable Ex-Wife

Renee went down the road after leaving the abandoned location, having no clue where she was headed.
She spent four years developing the G6 Chip before becoming chairman of the KCL Group. She was supposed to be successful
in life and should rightfully feel that way.
Yet she felt empty. It felt as if she had lost more.
In the years that she and Stefan got back and split up, it had sucked up all her energy and drained her completely.
So she tightened her fist and promised silently to herself, ‘No matter what it is, I will never engage myself with him again!’’
It was then that her phone abruptly rang.
She took out her phone lazily and saw an unknown number on her screen.
Her initial reaction was to reject the call, but the unknown person was tenacious and wouldn’t stop calling.
“Who are you, and why do you keep calling me?”
She was already annoyed and let out her frustration towards the person on the other line.
“Ren, come home. I’m the one you’ve been looking for.”
The man on the phone sounded gentle and secretive, yet it gave her a strange familiarity.
Her tumultuous emotions immediately eased.
“I’m sorry; I was in a bad mood earlier. Who are you? Do we know each other?”
“I think we knew each other from a long time ago.”
The man on the phone chuckled lightly and added, “I’ll wait for you at the Everheart Residence.”
Renee didn’t think much before she stopped a cab and rushed to Everheart Residence.
The house was not as broken down as before. The sewage treatment plant that was going to be built beside the house had
stopped because of her. The environment looked way better than before, without the dust and the workers around.

A pleasant and fresh fragrance flooded over her as she pulled through the carved iron gate. The Acacia tree had grown tall in the
garden corner; its thick and green foliage looked like a green umbrella. The sunshine passed through the cracks in the branches,
producing a lovely shadow.
Under the tree stood a tall guy wearing a white shirt with pants. His back was sleek and fresh, but there was something strange
about him.
“Who are you? What brings you to my house?” She frowned, her eyes intrusively turning sharp with defense.
When the man heard her voice, he spun around and stretched his hand towards her. “Ren, you’re finally home.”
“Who are you?”
Renee’s eyes widened in surprise. The guy wore a face mask, and the way he spoke seemed weird to her.
No matter how hard she racked her brains, she simply had no recollection of when they’d met!
“I am the Mr. Q you are looking for. The boss of Carmine Pawnshop.” The man smiled warmly as he introduced himself.
“No. That’s impossible.”
Renee stepped back, her thoughts racing. “You said you’re Mr. Q, but the Mr. Q I know looks nothing like you. Even if you both
wear a mask and your appearance and voice sound the same, I can identify differences that ordinary people can’t. You are not at
all like him!”