The Untouchable Ex-Wife

Renee and Stefan entered the private room one after another, but sat quite far from each other.

That deliberate distance made their unclear relationship extremely amorous instead.

Dale looked at Renee before turning to Stefan.

He subconsciously smiled, then stood up while raising his glass at them.

"Come. It's a great day today.

I'm honored to dine with you guys.

Let me toast to you." "No, you're wrong." Similarly, Renee raised her glass and stood up.

She added guiltily, 'I should toast to you instead.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

You kindly helped my sister and offered her a job, but my brother made a scene and caused your school trouble.

Let me drink this as a form of apology." She sounded sincere, and refused to give Dale the chance to stand on ceremony.

She gulped the drink down.

Since it was white wine, it was rather strong despite being just a small glass.

When Stefan saw that, he frowned and said icily, "Stop acting tough if you can't drink" Annoyed, Renee said to Stefan, "Humph! How dare you say that about me? Yes, I'm not good at drinking. But I'm better than you, since you'll lose your mind with just a glass of wine.

In short, you caused Mr.

Porter trouble.

Shouldn't you toast to him instead?" Renee had always refused to admit defeat, even if it was just something like drinking wine.

She was confident in her capabilities.

She could drink beer and white wine just fine.

In comparison, Stefan would get drunk very easily.

Hence, Renee felt superior to him.

However, Stefan boldly criticized her when he couldn't drink himself, even though she was good at drinking.

Naturally, he was giving her a chance to rebuke him.

"I chose not to drink because I dislike it." Stefan looked cold and expressionless when he stated that.

Generally, men loved the culture of drinking; but Stefan neither smoked, drank, nor played cards.

He was considered quite a gentleman among men.

It was mainly because of his identity and status.

He didn't have to be good at that kind of culture.

If he claimed he loved beverages, rich businessmen and noble people would seek to pour them for him.

The drinking culture would be changed.

"Yeah, let's not drink wine if you don't like it." Dale eagerly echoed Stefan's words.

He raised his glass, and expressed his admiration for Stefan.

"You don't know, Ms.

Everheart.

You were wrong about one thing.

Mr.

Hunt didn't cause me trouble, but the other way around.

He introduced such a good Cienna teacher for me despite being so busy.

He gave my school such a good teacher.

I have yet to thank him for that.

It was because of my poor management that this small issue turmed big and consequently

burdened him...

I feel very ashamed about this.

Regardless, I need to toast to you, Mr.

Hunt.

If not, I can't live with it!" Then, Dale gulped down the glass of white wine without any hesitation.

"Uh, Mr.

Porter.

Isn't that...too much?" Renee was shocked to see that.

She was worried things might end badly for sale when he drank son

N much whine at once, especially given

his old age.

At the same time, she realized how realistic the world was.

If one was rich and powerful, they would always be in the right, no matter what they did.

People would forever fawn on them.