Renee felt relieved after getting Stefan’s answer. Some part of her knew that the man wasn’t
    as aloof and cruel as he made himself out to be.
    Although she did not have much time to carry out that difficult mission, at least Stefan would
    not do anything to Quinton during that period. She could leave Beach City with peace of
    mind.
    After she walked out of the president’s office, she saw a lot of employees in the corridor.
    She only knew some of them, but all of them looked at her with sparkling eyes.
    “Hi, Mrs. Hunt!”
    When some of the senior employees saw her, they waved at her frantically as if they were
    fans who were meeting their idol.
    “Umm… hi.” Renee nodded politely before she corrected them, “Please don’t address me as
    Mrs. Hunt anymore. I’ve divorced your president.”
    She felt annoyed everytime she thought about it. She had divorced the same man twice,
    and the second time had been thanks to Quinton. It was just like when Stefan pretended to
    be Mr. Q and married her. She was dumbfounded throughout the process even though she
    was the one marrying him.
    At that time, Quinton had made Stefan sign a document since thetter was blind and held
    hostage in Carmine Pawnshop-that document had been a divorce agreement.
    After that, she divorced Stefan for the second time. It was quite a bit of a hassle.
    “It doesn’t matter, you’ll always be Mrs. Hunt to us. Pleasee and see us more often,
    think of us as family.” The senior employees’ eyes turned watery as they said to Renee.
    Back then, they had witnessed Mr. and Mrs. Hunt’s love story when they were in a love-hate
    rtionship. It had been so tumultuous that the senior employees felt like they were
    watching a drama.
    “Yes, we’re your family. Pleasee and see us more often…” The other senior employees
    echoed enthusiastically.
    The sound of heels cking on the ground filled the air, and instantly, the employees fell
    silent. They lowered their heads quickly, full of trepidation.
    “Well, with all this fuss happening, I thought a VIP was visiting H Group. I didn’t expect that
    it was you… Miss Everheart,’ Seraphina sneered as she came over, swinging an exclusive
    branded bag. The look she gave Renee was full of envy and hatred.
    “Hi, Miss Murphy.” The employees greeted Seraphina softly.
    Seraphina smiled gracefully and waved at them. “I bought coffee and snacks for all of you.
    Thank you for your hard work.”
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    “Thank you, Miss Murphy.”
    “You don’t have to thank me, it’s what I should do. And you don’t have to call me Miss
    Murphy either, it’s too formal. Just call me Mrs. Hunt…” Seraphina said with a triumphant
    smirk.
    The employees either rolled their eyes or twitched their lips before they returned to their
    working spaces. “Okay, Miss Murphy. We’ll get back to work.”
    To them, Renee was the only one who deserved the title of Mrs. Hunt—the others were just
    wannabes.
    Seraphina clenched her fists furiously, but could not do anything to them because she had
    to maintain her image as an honourable youngdy.
    “Miss Everheart, didn’t we have a deal? You disappear from Stefan’s world, and I’ll be
    responsible for him for the rest of his life… But here you are,ing all the way to his
    “I’m sorry.” Renee shrugged, feeling helpless. “Azure Group’s business oveps with H
    Group’s, so it’s inevitable that I’ll bump into him. Don’t worry though, I’m just a stranger to
    him. I won’t affect your love affair.” “Hmph! You won’t affect my love affair?”