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The Unstoppable Comeback Of the Unrivaled Ex-Wife

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.

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CHAPTER 437

Ace was gone for more than a week. He was gone without any news, as if he had disappeared like Mr. Q.

He could not be contacted by phone, Susan said she did not know where he was, and the media did not mention his disappearance at all.

Clara was really anxious. She used her connections to look for him everywhere, but the rich young people who were usually fearless all played dumb this time, afraid to say too much.

However, Joanna remained calm. When her call couldn't get through, she would just try calling again after a few hours. If she still couldn't get through, she would simply give up as if nothing had happened.

On a certain morning, Joanna leisurely set up an easel facing the sea to paint the beautiful sunrise.

Clara anxiously paced back and forth beside her. After a while, she could not stand it anymore. She grabbed Joanna's paintbrush and asked with a frown, "Joanna, how can you still paint at a time like this? Aren't you worried?"