The Untouchable Ex-Wife

Quinton was about to ask someone to give Stefan a ride home to Hunt Manor. However, his subordinate hurriedly came to inform him about something.

“Sir, there’s an issue. A group of thugs came. They want us to deliver that b*stard, Stefan, to them. If not, they’re going to set this pawnshop on fire!”

“Humph! They’re so bold! How dare they make a scene in my territory?”

“They… They look extraordinary, and they come fully armed. The key is the leader comes from a very strong background, so we don’t dare to act rashly. So, please… step forward!”

“Okay, I’m curious as to who is courting death!”

Quinton brought nothing with me as he went to Carmine Pawnshop in his casual clothes.

The large ancient gate of Carmine Pawnshop exuded a majestic magnificence. The front courtyard was covered with slab stones several thousand square feet wide. Tall and upright pine trees were planted at either side of the gate, in addition to two large ferocious-looking lion statues that were placed at either side of the door. A large blue signboard was hung above the door with gilded handwriting that read “Carmine Pawnshop.”

For Water Dock, Carmine Pawnshop was an important landmark that symbolized absolute solemnity and power. It was a presence that guarded the condition of the whole dock.

of security guards. The whole place was quiet and solemn. Besides, it was vastly different from the other

of Carmine Pawnshop was quite crowded. Some who carried along firearms waved them high in the air,

standing on high ground with no weapon but a torch. At the same time, that person led the crowd and shouted with all her might, “If you don’t hand him over, we’ll set this place on fire! Hand him over! If not, we’ll

looked closely to

that woman. She was the heir of the Murphy family, Seraphina. According to rumors, the Murphy family was going to ally themselves with the

woman was Stefan’s

was his sister’s past rival

could he let her off

Quinton was a bit angry, but he flared up in

just a spoiled young lady. Why have you come to this bloody, run-down purgatory

You bloodthirsty monster. You’re

Quinton, a tinge

a simple pawnshop but was the center of black-market trading. Anything could appear in this establishment, not least of all human lives. Everything under the sun was available as long as it

Carmine Pawnshop was called Mr. Q. Going