The Untouchable Ex-Wife

“Whether or not your figure is worthy of being shown in public and admired is my business and mine only.”

Stefan stared at Renee with burning eyes as he said that, and there was a hint of possessiveness in his tone that even he did not notice himself.

You’re my wife,” he reminded her “Don’t forget that. It’s your most basic duty to appear as dignified as possible Dressing the way you do now is completely indecent. In fact, you’re only attracting unwanted attention this way!”

Stefan thought of those men just now who had been ogling Renee as if their eyes were going to fall out of the sockets, and he felt strangely furious. He even had the urge to gauge those men’s eyes out!

“Put this on!” he ordered, taking off his coat and roughly wrapping it around Renee’s body.

“You’re acting like my dad” Renee laughed, but her charming eyes were full of mockery and disdain. “I’m not sure if you noticed that it’s no longer the Victorian era, Mr. Hunt I’m the master of my body, so if I want to attract any attention, it’s perfectly in my right to do so it’s absolutely none of your business.

As she spoke, she removed the coat and hung it on her index finger, slowly uttering, “I have no need for your good intentions”

After finishing her sentence, she let go of Stefan’s black coat, which fell straight to the floor.

With her chin raised high, she walked away from him confidently like a proud peacock, her enchanting figure disappearing into the distance.

With a gloomy face, Stefan stayed silent as her graceful figure walked away He was burning with rage, yet

he realized it was not his place to interfere with her anymore He had lost that right.

The host repeatedly tapped on the champagne glass, announcing that the Charity Dinner Gala was about to begin officially.

All the dignitaries and VIPs were gathered here for the annual banquet. Stefan, Renee, and Liam were all seated in the first row. Directly behind them in the second row were Charlotte, Micah, Briar, and the

others

“Look at her, Bri! Didn’t I tell you how shallow and superficial that Everheart woman is? All she does is seduce men everywhere all day long!” Charlotte glared at Renee’s sexy back as she grumbled through gritted teeth to Briar.

Briar quickly shushed her, “Not so loud, Charlotte! Someone might hear you.”

“So what if anyone heard me? Wasn’t everything I said true?” Charlotte was almost mad with jealousy at that point, and she continued her verbal assault, “Who does she think she is, sitting there with Stefan on her right and Master Osborne on her left? Look at her acting all frivolous and fake! She barely knows how to handle herself-like a rat that has fallen into a rice vat!”

“Hahaha!”

Briar and the other ladies in the same row could not help but purse their lips and laugh at the mockery of Renee-but it could not be helped. When you were the person who stood out the most in a gathering such as this one, you would inevitably become the target of envy and jealousy.

“But she won’t be happy for long!” cried Charlotte, gritting her teeth. “She’ll see soon enough!”

She had already figured out how to teach Renee a proper lesson.

The host stood in the center of the stage enthusiastically performing his duty.

“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen! It is once again the annual Beach City Charity Dinner Gala! The rules this year are the same as the previous years. We will be receiving donated items from charitable people all around the world.”

“These items will then be auctioned off here,” he continued, “and the proceeds will be donated to a cause for children in the rural mountainous region after being notarized by a notary agency.”

“Now, we’ll move on to our first session right away. We will present to you all the donated items that we “received this evening.”

“The first item is the painting named The Evening Song of the Shepherd Boy by the artist Domingo Otero, donated by Mr. Charles Leavitt, the President of Leavitt Corporation. The current market value of this item is 200,000 dollars.” 2

“The second item is a limited edition Hermes purple-gold handbag, donated by the actress Lily Mauve, with a market value of 300,000 dollars.”

*The third item is a rare and authentic Tibetan Dzi bead, donated by the international supermodel Jakob Thibault. The market value for this item is around 500,000 dollars.”

As the host continued to introduce the donated items to be auctioned off, the room’s atmosphere grew more and more fervent, and the crowd’s voices grew louder and louder.

Each year, the presentation of donated items and the subsequent auction became a sort of disguised contest for financial strength and power. Whoever donated the most valuable item and the person whoContent (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

paid the highest price for these items would eventually become the most influential person in Beach City for the year.

That is why new companies, celebrities, and socialites would take the plunge and try to donate the most. valuable possession that they owned in exchange for glowing reputations. However, because Stefan and Liam both already possessed a high reputation and influence in the city, to begin with, they would not participate in the donation part of the event but only in the subsequent auction.

“And now, ladies and gentlemen, I will present to you the most precious treasure donated to us this. evening!”

At this point, the host’s voice grew tangibly more excited as he added, “This treasure was donated to us by Mr. Micah Larson, of the notable Larson family, as a token of his love for his girlfriend, Miss Charlotte. Milford. I would like to invite our personnel to reveal this treasure to everyone…”

As soon as the personnel pulled away the white cloth covering the exhibition box, the whole audience burst into an excited gasp.

“Wow!