Stefan was enraged but helpless at the same time. “How long have you known him? You haven’t even seen his face, so why are you so attached to him? What’s so good about that man?”

“He has lots of good qualities!” Renee protested drowsily.

“Like what?”

“He’d cook for me! Every day, no matter how tired I am from work, seeing a warm meal specially prepared for me just melts my heart…”

“Anyone can cook – all you need is cooking classes.”

“Yeah, millions of people can cook, but Mr. Q is special. He’s one in a million. My trashy ex-husband could never replace him.”

“Have you ever thought of the possibility that… they’re the same person? In that case, there’s no need to replace anyone at all.” When Stefan revealed this information, he quickly regretted it. He was indeed Mr. Q, or more precisely, he was his substitute.

defeated, the real Mr. Q’s

had taken over Carmine Pawnshop using a mask and a modified voice. With that, he was able to establish a new

put on the mask and faced Renee as ‘Mr. Q’,

him of purposefully toying with her and humiliating her. He knew just how much her dignity meant to her. The cracks in their relationship would only grow bigger then, to the point where they wouldn’t be able to

to win her back? Hah,

Q, you dummy, I won’t let you insult yourself like that…” Renee continued mumbling, still embracing the man. “You’re a

you is the same.” Stefan had been maintaining his position for quite some time now, and both his neck and

back, speaking in his softest voice, “Sleep well, Renee, sweet dreams. Tomorrow

and fell into a deep

the spacious backseat of the Rolls-Royce, Renee

basically glued together – her head on his shoulder, and her nose brushing his neck. Their position was… quite

entire face flushed red, and she held her

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