Regret soon consumed Ace after the divorce. He never expected that his boring ex-wife would move on overnight, and be living her best life. Not only did a young heir of an influential family claim to be her underling, but a famous celebrity confessed to being her fan as well. Even one of the wealthiest people in the country referred to her as their senior. “I don't care how strong your background is, Joanna Pierce. I'll make sure to tear down your walls!” With that, the second son of the Moran family set out to protect the woman in secret. Ace: "My ex-wife is so fragile that she can't even stand on her own two feet, you mustn't take advantage of her." To which everyone replied, "Who would dare to mess with her? She'd rip our heads off if we ever get into a minor disagreement!' Ace : "My ex-wife is far too naive, you shouldn't toy with her feelings" And yet people would say, "I’m sorry? We've never seen a naive woman act so unapologetically!' Ace: "Come, darling. Let me introduce you to this powerful figure!" To which the powerful figure responded with a deep bow, "No, no, she's the boss around these parts!” Since then, Ace has had to live a double life. He was an almighty CEO during the day, but come night time,he'd be sobbing on his knees, hoping to win Joanna's heart back.
"Why would I lie to you?" Ethan draped his arm around Quinton's shoulder and patted his chest with his other hand. "Don't worry, bro. You are Joan's brother, so you are also my brother. I only want the best for you!"
"But you are Ace's friend, so how good can you be?" Quinton frowned and looked at the man's arm in disgust, restraining the urge to cut it off. Years of bloody battles had made him wary of people and unfamiliar with intimate interactions.
"No, no, no. I am no longer his brother. From now on, I will cut ties with that cold-blooded and heartless man!" Ethan crossed his arms, and smiled earnestly. "I am now your brother, so I will listen to everything you say. And I wasn't joking earlier. If you want, I can bring you to the plastic surgeon and let him see if your face can be reconstructed."
"Sure." Quinton nodded, the defensiveness in his eyes fading slightly.