The Unstoppable Comeback Of the Unrivaled Ex-Wife-Chapter 289 - 286

"Over the past few years, Joanna and I have spent a lot of time together, especially on the Stellar Group which we started together. To be more precise, she spent a lot of time and effort on the Stellar Group, while we merely paid for it. If I really were to sever my relationship with her, the problem of the Stellar Group’s ownership must be made clear. It will either belong to me or to her."

Liam paused for a moment to study Geronimo’s expression before he said tentatively, "If it goes to me, then I’ll have to pay her compensation. If it goes to her, I’m too ashamed to ask her for money, so..."

Geronimo waved dismissively. "It’s just a stupid company. I heard it’s been sustaining losses every year. It doesn’t have a good prospect. As long as you promise not to get involved with her anymore, she can have the company."

In Geronimo’s opinion, the Stellar Group was just a small project started by his hopeless romantic son to impress a woman. Although the Blackwood family paid for the starting capital and held 80% of the company shares, they were negative assets. The sooner they got rid of those shares, the less losses they would sustain.

’You’re okay with this, but Laura is the Stellar Group’s third largest shareholder. Would she agree to it?"

Liam let out a long sigh and said anxiously, "If Laura doesn’t sell her shares, the Blackwood family will continue to be involved with the Stellar Group, so how can I make a clean break with Joanna?"

"Leave Laura to me. I’ll persuade her. I don’t understand why she would waste her time on a company that loses money every year anyway."

Geronimo’s disdain towards the Stellar Group was obvious.

Liam secretly exchanged glances with Clara. They both felt relieved.

When Joanna left the Blackwood Mansion, it was already late at night.

She originally wanted to go straight home, but for some reason, she drove around aimlessly and found herself at the Moran Villa.

She lived in this place for four years. It was home for her and Ace.

However, she was probably the only one who viewed this house as a " home". The master of the house, Ace, visited less frequently than he visited his hotel room. To him, it was not really a "home" at all!

Joanna thought that, after she left and Ace passed away, the villa would become deserted. She could not help but feel sad thinking about it.

But to her surprise, a light was turned on in the villa. The figure of a tall man could even be seen at a window on the second floor!

Joanna’s heart suddenly tightened. Could it be...

She held her breath and approached the villa step by step. Her heart was filled with anticipation.

Up until this very moment, she had not fully accepted Ace’s death. She thought, maybe, just maybe, the person in the villa could be Ace?

Maybe the man was playing games with her, pretending to be dead to test how she truly felt?

Other people might not do something so ridiculous, but Ace would because he’s a freak. Was there anything in the world that was beyond him?

She walked to the front door and keyed in the password from memory. The door actually opened.

Joanna got inexplicably emotional. Her heart pounded wildly. She gently pushed open the door and slowly walked in...

The Moran Villa was empty. The garden was deserted. The living room was not lit. The inside of the villa was pitch black. The air had a stale odor.

The only light that was turned on was the one in Ace’s room on the second floor. A tall figure could be seen at the window.

Joanna walked into the living room and climbed the rotating staircase to the second floor.

Ace’s door was slightly ajar, and through the crack in the door, she could see a man standing by the window.

However, she could only see his back.

The back figure was tall, straight, and cold. It must be Ace!

At that moment, Joanna felt a passion that she had not felt for a long time.

She rushed forward and pushed the door open. "Ace! I knew you’re still alive!"

The man by the window slowly turned around. His thin lips curled into a smile as he stared at Joanna with mischievous eyes. He shrugged and said, "My good sister-in-law, I’m sorry to disappoint you, but I’m not that man you’re thinking about day and night."

"Jovan? Why... why are you..."

Joanna’s passion quickly cooled down when she saw the man’s face.

She facepalmed and awkwardly buried her head in her hand. She wished she could dig a hole in the ground and jump into it.

She mistook him for someone else again. It was so embarrassing!

"Starting from tomorrow, I’ll take my high-and-mighty cousin’s place as the CEO of Moran Group and receive all his belongings. Isn’t it only natural for me to come here tonight to experience what his life felt like?"

Jovan’s handsome face was adorned with a faint smile the whole time. It was the smug smile of a victor that looked down on everything.

Joanna got inexplicably mad. "What are you looking so smug for? You are just a rat who came to usurp the throne during the most chaotic period in Moran Group’s history. You’re no hero!"

The smile on Jovan’s lips deepened. He shrugged nonchalantly, "Who told you I wanted to be a hero? It’s true, I am a rat. You know me very well. Looks like you’ve been paying a lot of attention to me."

The man’s eyes were filled with provocation and arrogance. He continued," It never ends well for heroes. Take my dear cousin Ace, for example. When he was alive, he was untouchable. Everybody only had good things to say about him. But after he died, he was humiliated and slandered. Everyone talks bad about him now. But what can he do?"

"Shut up!"

When Joanna heard Jovan insulting Ace, Joanna could not help getting angry. "Laugh all you want now, but you’re not gonna laugh for long.

Retribution will come for you soon enough. You’ll end up even worse than Ace did!"

"Don’t get emotional, my dear sister-in-law. Ace is already dead. Why are you still so protective of him? Have you forgotten that he kicked you out of the house for his mistress and made you a laughingstock in the entire City? I can’t believe you would choose to repay evil with kindness. You don’t have the spirit of a rocker at all. How disappointing..."

Jovan approached Joanna one step at a time until he got very close to her. He lifted Joanna’s chin with his long fingers and said with a strange smile on his face, "So what if my end is terrible? As long as I once stood at the top, as long as I have all that he once had, I can die without regrets!"

’Then you can go to hell now!"

Joanna grabbed his long arm and pressed it against his back. She then pushed him fiercely against the wall.

She thought the guy would beg for mercy, but he actually became even more excited, as if he was crazy. With a provocative smile, he said, ’ Harder! Come on! Break my arm if you dare! That way, I’ll have a legitimate reason to pester you for a lifetime!"

Joanna was furious but speechless. "Jovan, are you a masochist? Do you like getting beat up so much?"

’That’s right! My greatest pleasure is to be abused by you! The harder you abuse me, the more I love it!" ’You’re crazy!"

Joanna felt goosebumps all over her body. She could only let him go.