The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife

Chapter 587

Joanna soon made up her mind.

She took a cab to Greyport West.

She made arrangements in advance, and she found the smuggler almost effortlessly.

“Michael told me about you. How much does it cost to take me to Mossbourne?” Joanna asked.

The smuggler was a middle-aged man in his fifties, nicknamed Rooster. He was a scrawny man with a deep tan due to his prolonged time at sea. His beady eyes were cunning and shrewdl.

“You want to go to Mossbourne?” Rooster looked at Joanna curiously.

Most people wanted to sneak into Greyport from Mossbourne and seldom vice versa.

Still, there were exceptions. Occasionally, some people would use this method to go to Mossbourne.

Joanna subconsciously lowered her cap and tried to look calm.

“It’ll take two days to get to Mossbourne. One day for us to send you to the sea boundary, you can swim to the mainland yourself. The cost is cheap, only 1,000 dollars,” said Rooster.

“Of course, if you want to be more comfortable, we can arrange to take you across the sea boundary. Very risky for us and will cost more. It’s 4,000 dollars.”

Joanna chose the expensive option without hesitation. “No problem. 4,000 dollars it is. When can we leave?”

Rooster took another drag on his cigarette. “We can’t leave today. We’ll have to wait.”

Joanna was puzzled. “Why?”

Rooster became impatient. “Come on, didn’t you see the weather forecast? There’s a typhoon tonight. The waves will be strong. We can’t leave.”

Joanna was anxious. “When can we leave, then?

“Not for at least another two days,” said Rooster indifferently.

“It’s the typhoon season now. The Parrot will be landing soon. We won’t be able to leave for the next two days.”

“Please help me! I’m in a hurry. I can pay more,” Joanna said in a panic.

She could not waste any more time.

Bruce would find her sooner

worse than death if

darkened as he stubbed out his cigarette. “This

to live even if you don’t. It’s a level-eight typhoon. How can our small fishing

you’re really in a hurry,

he would

Rooster pursed his lips and looked

Joanna finally

when the typhoon is

“Mhmm!”

promised. “All right then!”

did not say anything more.

her arm and

over after

She doesn’t look like someone who came to Greyport

long as she’s willing to pay,”

into his customers’ privacy in his line of work. Although it

became even more aimless after

dark clouds gathered. The wind blew strongly as if

storm was apparently about to

the chill and

to find another place to

money, she would have to register with her identity card to stay in a better hotel. The same regulation applied to ordinary

find another homestay without an

stopped in her tracks

vagrants gathered under the overpass. Land in Greyport was scarce, and every inch was worth its weight in gold. Many could not afford the tiniest house and resorted to living under the

Joanna looked around.

independent tents. She would probably have to do the same

do here for two days! Joanna found an empty spot under

She also picked up a few pieces of torn cardboard and

jewelry worth over 20 million dollars. Safety was

gun and pepper spray wherever she went. In addition, she had also

her from harm, she was vulnerable in the face of Bruce. He had practiced boxing

on the other side

bodyguards, almost