The Untouchable Ex Wife by Mizuki Sei

Chapter 81
The next day.
Renee headed for Floating Cloud Villa in a casual beige suit. Her hair was tied into a neat horsetail. She looked young, like a
fresh college graduate.
Floating Cloud Villa was located in a primeval forest more than 50 kilometers away from the urban area of Beach City.
The place had dense vegetation, high level of oxygen concentration, natural hot springs, golf courses, and natural fishing
grounds. It was the first choice holiday destination for many wealthy people.
Due to a bit of traffic on the road, Renee arrived at Floating Cloud Villa at exactly 10:01 am, she was a minute late.
SO
Upon arriving there, she saw a group of people enthusiastically gathered around someone who was walking out of Floating
Cloud Villa.
That person was Jerome South, chairman of the South Group and the person Renee was going
to meet.
South Group was a powerful company with a strong background. It was one of the top investment companies in Beach City and
a loyal partner of H Group for many years.
H Group’s customer data leak this time resulted in a significant loss for South Group as well. Therefore, South Group had
terminated their contract with H Group and was currently seeking a new partner to cooperate with.
Renee walked over with quick steps to stand in front of the group of tall, powerful men. The smile on her pretty face was perfect.
She said confidently, “Hello, Mr. South, I’m Renee Everheart. So happy to finally meet you. Can we speak privately?”
Although her figure was slender and delicate, her aura was not weak at all. With such a strong conviction in her voice, ordinary
people would find it hard to refuse.
However, Jerome South was no ordinary people.

Ever since South Group terminated their contract with H Group, he had been like a huge piece of juicy meat. Every day, there
were countless people like Renee who would come to him, wanting to “talk”. He hardly ever paid attention to any of them.
“Renee Everheart. I know you. The daughter of the Everheart family who has fallen on hard times and the dignified daughter-in-
law of the Hunt family...”
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Jerome looked Renee over from top to bottom with complicated eyes, then smirked. “Looks like my good friend Stefan is really
desperate. He’s even sending his wife to make me change my
mind. He’s ruthless.”
Renee thought that Jerome South must have misunderstood. She calmly explained, “Stefan
Hunt is Stefan Hunt, and Renee Everheart is Renee Everheart. I came here today on behalf of
Azure Group. I have nothing to do with H Group.”
“That means you’re the mysterious person that brat Liam has been pestering me to meet?”
Jerome raised his eyebrows slightly. He was showing a bit more interest in Renee now.
He vaguely remembered meeting this woman at a family party two years ago.
Back then, she was just a vase standing next to Stefan Hunt, pretty but useless. She was quiet, dignified and obedient, but
Stefan did not pay her much attention, so she did not leave much of an impression on Jerome.
But now... she looked like a completely different person!
In the distance, a golf cart drove over from the Four Seasons Golf Course.
Jerome told Renee, “I’m curious about you, but you’re late. I hate people who are late. You can go home now.”
Renee expected this.
She knew that Jerome South was difficult to handle. Otherwise, Liam would have gotten the deal done long ago and she would
not have had to come personally.

“I’m sorry to have kept you waiting for a minute, Mr. South. To express my apology, please accept this gift.”
Renee took out a brown paper bag from her handbag and handed it to Jerome South.
Everybody there looked on in disdain.
Who did she think Jerome South was? Plenty of people had given him all kinds of valuable gifts. There was no way he would
think much of... whatever that was.
Jerome South’s assistant immediately stopped Renee and said coldly, “I’m sorry, Mr. South never accept gifts from others
casually. Please be mindful of your actions.”
But when Jerome South saw the words on the paper bag, his face abruptly changed. “That’s...”