The Untouchable Ex-Wife

Chapter 37

Despite suddenly becoming the target of everyone’s critical gazes, Renee remained perfectly calm.

“Wait,” she chuckled, “surely you guys aren’t suspecting me of being Phoenix, are you?”

“I’d just gone out to the restroom for a few minutes,” she said incredulously, “and in that time, I somehow Jurned into a famous genius hacker! What a magical turn of events! Perhaps I should celebrate it with fireworks!”

“I think it’s all just a coincidence,” Elijah chimed in quickly. “Based on my understanding of Mrs. Hunt’s character, her shrewdness and practicality are more suited for a housewife. Her proficiency with computers is limited to watching movies and videos online. She doesn’t even play any video games… If someone like her is a genius hacker, then I must be the president of this country!”

Although his words were unflattering at Renee’s expense, he had only said that to help get her out of trouble, and it worked well. Everyone thought that Elijah’s words made a lot of sense.

“That’s right,” said Renee with a smile, the picture of innocence. “Everyone knows how much I love Stefan. If I really was Phoenix, I would’ve done everything I could to help him. There’s no way that I would ever sabotage him!

“Is that so?” Stefan, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke up. His pointed gaze was fixed on the woman as he sneered, “I think you’ve sabotaged me quite a few times before.”

bitterly. How could he just pull the rug out from

reached out to grip her chin, lifting her head to his. His gaze was searching, meticulously dissecting every emotion on

“So, are you Phoenix?”

could easily fool the others, but she knew full well that the

an ambiguous answer. “If you think I am, then I am. If

responded. “That’s exactly the right kind of meaningless crap to

was emotionless as he demanded, “Give

this day and age. If there really was something suspicious about Renee, he

let him go through her phone,

told him directly.

her ground just as firmly as Stefan. It was as if the two were playing a game of tug-of-war, and neither was prepared to give up and be subdued by the

that Mrs. Hunt, the woman who had always been so gentle, well-behaved, and compliant, would have

handsome face, which had been partially hidden by the brim

Fascinating’ Extremely fascinating!