The Untouchable Ex Wife by Mizuki Sei

Chapter 560

"A gift?" Renee stopped and turned around, looking at the old man with interest.

How lucky could she be today, to receive a gift from such a legendary person?!

She glanced at the old man's stall. Any one of those items was either priceless or incredibly rare-she could easily make a fortune selling any of them!

But the old man had no intention to give her any of his wares. Instead, it was something that he carried with him.

"Take this silk handkerchief, young lady. One day, it will give you much- needed guidance."

The old man then stretched out his branch-like arm towards her, handing her a finely crafted silk handkerchief.

Renee was astonished when she saw the

on the handkerchief, it looked similar to the pattern she saw on the quilt her grandmother had left her all those

about to ask the old man where he got this silk handkerchief, a woman with her head covered

Those people are going to

can't die right now, Miss! If I die, then my son would become an orphan! Please,

involved, but when she heard that this woman was a fellow mother who was bringing up her child alone, she was suddenly moved by compassion. She helped the lady up to her feet and

antique market to sell something. But these people here are barbarians with no regard for the law. When they saw a weak, helpless woman like me, they immediately tried

in her arms even more tightly, before adding, "What I have here is a family heirloom. If my son wasn't ill and didn't require a lot of money for treatment, I would never even think of selling this, not even to save my own skin! But those thugs had the audacity to rob it from me. They even threatened me with knives! They're horrible

determination. She calmly asserted, "Calm down. Although I know that Water Dock is a lawless land, since you chose to ask me for help, then I'll deal with this fair and square. I won't disappoint

so that her tears even dried up. She hurriedly replied, "Thank you! Thank you very

ten big burly men swarmed in their direction. They were all wearing black suits and each was holding a huge club. They seemed to be searching through the crowded antique

That b*tch is slippery like an eel!