The Untouchable Ex-Wife

Chapter 558

It was one in the morning. Everything was quiet and peaceful everywhere else, but here at Water Dock, things had only just warmed up. It was the most chaotic time of the day, when all kinds of colorful characters began to show up.

Renee had come to Water Dock on her own, with nothing but a ‘top-secret” map of the area that she bought at a high price from the second-hand market. She headed straight to Carmine Pawnshop.

Water Dock had indeed lived up to its reputation. It was every bit as much of the lawless, “no man’s land” it was rumored to be, where burning, looting, robbing, and killing took place at almost every corner. Anything that was too sickening to be found in civilized society was nothing but a normal occurrence here. It was truly a dreadful place to be.

The whole area of Water Dock was actually not that large, but it was divided into three main zones-upstream, midstream, and downstream.

The upstream area was at the outermost edge. It was relatively the most” normal” zone here, where a trading center was located. Here you could find all kinds of goods, and if you looked hard enough, you might even leave with a good deal in your hands. It was certainly the safest area in the Water Dock.

Things began to stray off the beaten track in the Midstream zone. Here you would find illegal casinos, illegal racetracks, illegal brothels, and an illegal marketplace for all kinds of shady goods. This was also a place where you could find groups of thugs and ruffians who had no fear of death. They would do anything for you as long as you agree to their price.

Unsurprisingly, people get killed here every day.

would never dare get close to it, let alone set foot there. It was just as Liam had described-even the devil himself might get conned out of the clothes

hellscape, and just from this fact alone, one could guess what kind of man Mr. Q, the owner of Carmine Pawnshop, really was. You would have to go

a shady guy. But she was not afraid of him in the least. After all, she used to be an infamous figure

of now. This made her a lot more cautious than she was in the past. Back then, she would dive headlong into anything without a

was still early, so Renee parked her car in a parking lot in

around the world were smuggled and sold. Countless people have made their fortune here, but just as

bustled with activity. Traders and peddlers were shouting, advertising their wares to the rest of

look! This is a genuine glass urn from Ulria! It’s the only one of its kind in the whole world! It’s a once-in-a-lifetime deal! Don’t miss

the Western Highlands! Legend has it that these were blessed by angels! These

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sight of rare treasures all around her as she strolled through the market. Never would she have guessed that there would be such an exciting “treasure

smaller stall attended by an old man with a gray beard and dark skin who was engrossed in playing his fiddle. His stall was relatively simple and somewhat shabby compared to the others around it, consisting only of a table covered by a coarse linen cloth where a few pieces of jade, ancient paintings, ceramics, and other knick knacks were lined up on. It was hard to tell where these objects came from, but

caught Renee’s eye the most was the stack of cards right next to these treasures. She looked closer and realized that they were tarot cards. This inexplicably piqued