# Chapter 177: The Grand Arrival That Hit a Wall
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 177 of "The Untouchable Ex Wife" — a chapter brimming with frustration, fiery tempers, and a confrontation that just can't seem to find its target. So, grab a cup of tea, settle into your comfiest spot, and let's dive together into this tangled web of ego, pride, and unresolved fury!
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The air on the set was thick with resentment — and at the center of it all was one name that made everyone's blood boil: Shirley.
Angelo, a man who had once basked in the glory of a successful singing career, could barely contain his fury. His face was flushed with indignation as he slammed his hand against the table, the sharp sound echoing through the room. "I've met self-important people before, but she's way too much! I'm no longer famous, that's true — but I was quite a successful singer in the past. I have never suffered this much humiliation in my entire life. Honestly, if Shirley isn't dismissed, then I'll quit!"
His voice cracked with genuine rage. He was a man of principle, someone who had earned his reputation through talent and hard work — yet here he was, being ordered around by a diva who demanded the impossible. He was even willing to breach his contract, to risk everything he had left in this industry, just to escape her tyranny.
Lily Anderson, the host and the voice of reason on this chaotic production, quickly moved to calm him down. Her voice was soothing but carried the weight of experience. "Ah, please, bear with her. She's a star heavily promoted by Universal Entertainment. They purposely placed her in our show. If we force her to leave, we'll make Universal Entertainment our enemy. Given their status in the entertainment industry, if we offend them, we'll be banned."
Her words hung in the air like a warning. The entertainment industry was a jungle, and Universal Entertainment was one of its most fearsome predators. Everyone on that set knew it — they had all seen careers destroyed by a single misstep with the wrong people.
Thomas Morris, a famous actor who had grown tired of Shirley's antics, stepped forward with a determined gleam in his eye. "But I heard a rumor that they've given up promoting her. If she doesn't do a good job this time, she may be suspended. We don't have to be afraid of offending her — we just need to teach her a lesson!" His words were laced with the frustration of someone who had endured far too much nonsense. He had long wanted to put that insufferable woman in her place.
But Lily shook her head, a knowing sadness in her eyes. "No, that isn't the case." She paused, gathering her thoughts before continuing. "The superiors of Universal Entertainment, including Mr. Stuart, wanted to promote another star. But Shirley befriended someone more powerful in the company, so she won't get suspended."
As a famous host with deep connections across the industry, Lily had heard whispers and rumors that traveled through the grapevine. She knew the political landscape of Universal Entertainment intimately. And she knew that Shirley, for all her irritating behavior, had positioned herself so deeply within the company's power structure that removing her would be like trying to uproot an ancient oak tree.
The room fell into a heavy silence as the weight of her words sank in.
Angelo's curiosity got the better of him despite his anger. "Alas, I heard that too. Her new supporter seems to be..." He approached them, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, ready to share the gossip he had heard through his own channels.
But before the rumor could be spoken aloud...
Suddenly, the sharp, insistent barking of Ace — the large dog that roamed the house — sliced through their conversation like a blade. The commotion at the door had caught the attention of everyone inside.
"Is that a dog?" Xavier's voice rang out, trembling with unmistakable fear.
He had been about to step through the entrance when he froze in his tracks, his eyes widening at the sight of the massive yellow dog standing in the middle of the house. It was big, intimidating, and clearly protective of its territory. Xavier stumbled backward in panic, colliding with Leia, who had been walking behind him. Without a moment's hesitation, he ducked behind her like a frightened child hiding behind their mother's skirt.
"Dog... there's a dog!" He whimpered, his composed and authoritative facade completely shattered by his phobia.
Leia glanced at him with undisguised disgust. The man who commanded boardrooms and issued orders like a king could barely stand before a harmless animal. She shook her head and waved her hand dismissively, silently communicating her contempt for his cowardice.
Angelo, recognizing the newcomers, stepped forward with a mixture of surprise and formality. He extended his hand in greeting, though his expression remained guarded. "Mr. Stuart, you're so busy — it's hard to see you around here. Are you here as a guest, or did you come for a visit? Why didn't the crew inform us?"
The shooting had ended because night had fallen, casting the entire area in deep shadows. It was impossible to tell whether Xavier had arrived as an honored guest or simply stumbled upon the set by chance. Angelo was genuinely puzzled by the sudden appearance of such an important figure.
"We're here to see someone. May I know if Shirley is around?" Leia asked directly, her tone impatient and cutting. She had not come all this way for pleasantries or small talk — she had a specific goal, and she would not let anything stand in her way.
At the mere mention of Shirley's name, Angelo's earlier irritation reignited like a flame doused in gasoline. He scoffed, his annoyance palpable in every word. "Shirley? That princess? Of course, she won't stay here."
Leia's patience, already stretched thin by the arduous journey, snapped. "What do you mean? Don't tell me she's not here!" Her voice rose dangerously as the realization began to dawn on her. She had endured a long, grueling car ride through rough terrain. She had soldiered through muddy paths and treacherous water crossings, only to finally arrive at the set — and now they were telling her that the very person she had come to confront was nowhere to be found? If that were true, she would absolutely lose her mind.
Angelo, seeing her frustration, elaborated with a bitter smile. "No, she's not staying here. Where is she now? She's having a rest in town. Although we have bedrooms here, that princess can't stand to stay in them. After the shooting is over, she goes to the hotel in town to enjoy the air-conditioning there. Isn't there a muddy road on the way here? She spent some money to let the villagers carry her over, so technically, she's providing jobs for the villagers too."
The sarcasm in his voice was so thick, it could have been spread on bread. His contempt for Shirley's entitled behavior was evident in every single syllable.
"Ahem, ahem!" Lily hurriedly grabbed Angelo's arm, trying desperately to stop his verbal assault. She knew that while everything he said was true, speaking it aloud so bluntly could cause problems. "Miss White's body is sensitive. We don't have air-conditioning here, and it's not very convenient with the water and electricity supply. It's very normal for her to stay somewhere with better conditions. After all, she's an actress. It's one of her jobs to take good care of her body."
Lily's diplomatic spin on the situation was masterful, but it didn't convince anyone.
"Tsk, she just puts on airs. Don't make it sound so righteous," Leia directly commented, her blunt assessment cutting through Lily's carefully crafted words like a knife through butter. Her crimson lips curled into a mocking smile. "So, does that mean we have to go back to town to see her?"
"Yes, but it's too late now, and the road is bad. It's dangerous for you to go back there. Why don't you wait until tomorrow? She'll be back here when we start shooting." Lily suggested a compromise, her voice gentle and reasonable. She could see that Leia was on the edge of losing her temper entirely, and the last thing this production needed was another volatile personality added to the mix.
Leia considered the suggestion, her gaze drifting toward the dark, ominous sky outside. The sun had long since set, and the path back to town would indeed be treacherous in the darkness. Her jaw tightened as she weighed her options, but finally, she nodded. The fight could wait — for now.
"Okay, I'll let her have another easy night," Leia said, her voice cold as ice. Little did anyone know, she was calculating her next move. She had time to waste with Shirley. She would not give up until she got a result. This was far from over.
But as if the universe were determined to test Leia's patience even further, Angelo spoke up again with a note of awkwardness in his voice. "But there's a problem if you two are here for a visit," he explained bluntly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Our bedrooms here are fixed. The only vacant one is Miss White's room, so you guys may... have to share a room. Is that okay?"
The implication hung in the air like an unexploded bomb: Leia and Xavier would have to stay in Shirley's room — together. The tension in the room shifted as everyone held their breath, waiting to see how this strange pair would react to such an unexpected arrangement. The room that belonged to their nemesis, the very person Leia had come to confront... and they were supposed to share it.
What a twist of fate.
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## Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
What a deliciously frustrating chapter! The way the narrative keeps building up to a confrontation that remains tantalizingly out of reach is both maddening and compelling. I absolutely loved seeing Leia's no-nonsense attitude on full display — she dismisses Xavier's dog phobia with pure contempt, cuts through Lily's diplomatic nonsense with razor-sharp honesty, and stands her ground without an ounce of intimidation. And the irony of having them stay in Shirley's room? Chef's kiss. The tension is simmering beautifully, and that cliffhanger about the shared bedroom has me absolutely dying to know what happens next. This chapter masterfully sets up what promises to be an explosive reunion.
⭐️⭐️⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.7 / 5 Stars
## Next Chapter Prediction
Based on the mounting tension and that delicious plot twist about the shared accommodations, I predict that Leia and Xavier will have an intensely charged night in Shirley's room — perhaps uncovering some incriminating evidence about Shirley's schemes in the process. Then, when Shirley returns tomorrow and discovers that her precious private space was invaded by her enemies, all hell will break loose. The confrontation Leia came for will finally erupt, and with Angelo and Thomas ready to watch Shirley get taken down a peg, we might just witness the beginning of Shirley's long-overdue downfall!
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