The Untouchable Ex-Wife

Chapter 83

The next second, a beautiful and boisterous figure burst in.

“Daddy, I heard a slut is trying to seduce you, so I came to see what the shameless woman

looks like!”

Jane South was wearing black high heel boots and carrying a limited edition bag. She was shouting and making a scene like a typical spoiled rich girl.

She instantly saw Renee sitting across from Jerome South. Surprise crept into her willful face.

“It’s actually you…. the woman that Stefan has hated for four years but is still shamelessly clinging onto him!” said Jane South through clenched teeth. She looked at Renee with contempt and jealousy. Her attitude was full of hostility.

Renee’s smiled faintly and extended her hand to Jane, unperturbed. “Hello, Miss South. I’m honored that you still remember me.”

She had met Jane before. She knew Jane was Stefan’s number one fan. Because Jerome doted on Jane, Jane had grown up spoiled and willful.

Generally speaking, Renee had always tried to stay as far away as possible from that kind of

person.

time, it seemed like the encounter was impossible

feelings. She yelled, “You shameless woman! How dare you try to seduce

“Jane, stop this nonsense!”

at his precious daughter sternly, which was something that he rarely did. “Miss Everheart is here to talk

housewife! She doesn’t know anything about business. Did you fall for her seduction? How could you do this?

sobbing and shouting, “I knew you didn’t love Mommy! You

there you

Jerome sighed helplessly.

South was, the more Jerome South missed his deceased eldest daughter, Nancy Chase, and the more he felt

and told Renee, “Miss Everheart, I’ll consider your proposal for the cooperation between South Group and Azure Group carefully. If you don’t mind, can you

South. I’ll await your good

withdrew from the

cast

time, from the bottom of her heart, she felt a deep

death.

sacrificed her own life and reputation to save the reputation of the South family, but Jane, a terrible human being, became the biggest beneficiary. What a