The Untouchable Ex-Wife

Chapter 40

Renee and Liam walked side by side in the hallway that led up to the banquet hall.

Liam, who had been a dignified and proud gentleman outside only moments ago, had now transformed completely into a docile little puppy all smiles and adoring glances at Renee.

I can’t believe those people from the Hunt family dared to bully you like that!” He grumbled. “The next time they do it. I definitely won’t let them off so easily!”

Renee smiled slightly and teased him, “Wow, Liam… I’m used to seeing you all meek and frivolous, but when you get serious, you’re actually pretty intimidating! I was shocked to see you earlier.”

“There’s nothing shocking about it,” said Liam proudly. “I am Master Osborne, after all!”

However, despite his words, Liam still looked like a meek little puppy. He looked at Renee’s windbreaker and commented, “But, honestly, Ren, don’t you think you’re dressing a little too shabbily for the event?”

“You have to address me as Miss,” Renee corrected him. “Did you forget that you’re my junior?”

“But why does my sister get to call you Ren?” Liam argued, pouting like a schoolboy. He childishly added, I don’t care. I’m not going to call you Boss or Miss anymore. From now on, I’ll call you Ren!”

“Absolutely not!” Renee scolded him. “Doing that would only imply that you’re harboring feelings for me. You aren’t, are you?”

around the subject at all, “since you’re divorced now, what’s wrong with me having feelings for

years now, and now that she was finally divorced, there was no way that he wanted to remain

but did

the banquet hall, Renee unbuttoned her windbreaker with her slender fingers, then swiftly took it off and tossed it aside before letting down her hair. She then pulled out a red

you…” Liam was

inside the banquet hall turned their

there, clad in a rose red strapless gown that hugged her sublime figure. She looked stunning and eye-catching, but also graceful and elegant. The gown was designed in a way that exposed her waist slightly, making her look slim and

if she had brought her own portable spotlight, drawing

loudly proclaimed, “No way! That lady

Hunt?”

quickly erupted into heated discussions, and that was when Stefan, clad in a well-tailored black suit, descended the staircase like a king. He had just finished discussing business matters with Johnson, the host of tonight’s event, and his icy gaze was

quickly followed by a trace

damned woman, he thought. What

way towards Renee In long strides and, as

arm

early,” he said through gritted teeth. “I was just