The Unstoppable Comeback Of the Unrivaled Ex-Wife-Chapter 343 - 339

"No way!"

Joanna’s attitude was firm. "He’s not worthy. I’ll only cook for people who are worth my time."

"Then what about me?"

Mr. Q asked.

"You?"

Joanna was still thinking about it when Mr. Q said with a smile, "I’m kidding. I’m more interested in cooking for you than tasting your cooking."

"I can see that you’re someone who gives more than he takes, like the old me. As someone who has experience in this matter, let me give you a piece of advice. Stop doing that. You should love yourself more."

He shook his head, then murmured as if talking to himself, "Sometimes being able to cook for the person you like is also a kind of happiness."

"..."

Joanna was stunned. She blushed involuntarily.

’What is he doing? Confessing?’

She was particularly empathetic to words like that, so she was easily touched by them.

"Don’t get me wrong. My definition of "like" here is very broad. It includes people like Adie and Abby. I like to cook for them too."

He probably noticed Joanna’s shyness, so he explained himself.

"I understand, I understand."

Joanna awkwardly brushed her hair and said, "The term "like" isn’t reserved specifically for the relationship between a man and a woman. I think we get along quite well. We can like each other as close friends."

He gave her a cold smile and said meaningfully, "I wonder how many close friends you have, Miss Pierce?"

"Huh? What are you talking about? I have strict requirements for befriending people. Not anyone can be my close friend."

Joanna suddenly felt guilty saying that.

After all, she had just called a pervert like Rubio Pascal a "close friend" earlier in the day. This status was indeed a bit superficial!

But at the thought of Rubio Pascal, she looked troubled once more.

After hesitating a few times, she cautiously probed, "Umm, I heard you can find all the precious treasures in the world in the Carmine Pawnshop."

"I wouldn’t go that far, but we do have about 80% of the treasures that circulate in the market."

"Then have you heard of a treasure called the "Rainbow Glaze"?"

"Oh, that’s good stuff. Do you want it?"

"I just want to know if you have it."

"I don’t mind telling you, but you have to tell me why you want it first."

Since the conversation had already gotten this far, Joanna could only come clean. "Because I want to take back control of the land where the Pierce Residence is from Rubio Pascal. His trade condition is the Rainbow Glaze."

"I see..."

He nodded.

"So... do you have it?"

Joanna asked shamelessly.

"Nope."

Mr. Q replied bluntly and added, "However, I know who has it."

"Who?"

Joanna’s eyes widened. She eagerly pressed him for the answer.

"You should be very familiar with this person..."

Mr. Q paused and said, "It’s your ex-husband, Ace Moran."

Joanna: "..."

Ace Moran again?!

She was truly fed up with him. Why was he everywhere?!

"You’re kidding, right? My investigation shows that the Rainbow Glaze is currently stored in the Carmine Pawnshop."

Hanging on to the last glimmer of hope, Joanna sought confirmation from Mr. Q.

The way she saw it, she was on better terms with Mr. Q than with Ace.

Instead of begging Ace, she would rather beg Mr. Q.

"That’s what people say, but the real Rainbow Glaze is still in Ace Moran’s hands. We had a huge battle many years ago, during which I tried to snatch the Rainbow Glaze from him, but as you know, I suffered a disastrous defeat... We’ve been on a truce ever since. We try not to tread on each other’s toes."

Mr. Q narrated it plainly, as if he was telling someone else’s story.

Legend had it that the "Night Demon" everyone feared changed his brutal and cruel nature after that great battle. He became a law-abiding citizen who rarely got involved in conflicts and rarely showed himself in public.

Joanna heaved a long sigh. "How unfortunate. Why must it be in his possession of all people? This is terrible."

Mr. Q said, "Isn’t he your ex-husband? He’d probably help you, right? It doesn’t sound like a big deal."

Joanna sneered, "He’d help the other guy trample me before he would help me."

She needed to think about what to do next.

After all, she just had a big fight with that guy this evening. And now she wanted to ask him for such a precious treasure? It would not take a genius to figure out that he would definitely refuse!

Mr. Q’s steaks were grilled exceptionally well. They looked very delicious. Sprinkled with black pepper, the aroma was enough to push back Joanna’s worries.

"They’ll be done in a minute."

The man in apron turned around and gave her a gentle smile. The sight warmed Joanna’s heart.

To cook a delicious meal in the kitchen with someone she loved had always been something she wanted to do.

She never expected that a man other than Ace could give her this sense of happiness.

After Mr. Q left, Joanna lay on her bed while rubbing her full stomach. It was the first time anyone had taken care of her like this.

Although he repeatedly emphasized that he had no feelings for her, it felt really good to be taken care of.

Loving someone was too tiring. She had become lazy now and enjoyed being loved instead...

She hesitated the whole night, but in the end, she decided to give it a try.

She called Ace and arranged for a meeting at a cafe near his company tomorrow at noon.

Ace did not refuse her invitation. He arrived as promised, but his attitude was arrogant.

"Get to the point. I only have ten minutes."

He was wearing a dark suit with his hair neatly combed, giving off a high-and-mighty aura.

Because Joanna needed his help, her attitude was completely different from yesterday. With a fake smile on her face, she said, "I’m truly honored that you still came to see me even though you’re so busy, Mr. Moran, but humans are not machines. You can’t work non-stop. It’s lunch time, so relax and have a cup of coffee."