# Chapter 686: The Secret Chef and the Suspicious Call
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review another captivating chapter of "The Untouchable Ex Wife." If you've been following along, you know that tensions run high and secrets lurk around every corner in this gripping tale. And in this chapter, we find ourselves in the middle of a cozy family dinner that hides a landmine of complications beneath its warm surface. Stefan Huntsman—once the proud, arrogant businessman who could make the world tremble with a single glare—is now playing humble cook and dutiful servant to his own family. Isn't that a delicious twist of fate? Let's dive right in!
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The dinner table had transformed into a stage for the most unexpected performance of Stefan's life. There he stood, the former titan of industry, receiving culinary critiques from a child barely tall enough to see over the countertop. Little Adie, with all the gravity of a retired commander surveying his troops, patted Stefan's shoulder with a wisdom far beyond his years.
"Mm, it's good that you're open-minded. Don't worry, there's a lot of room for improvement for you. I'm rooting for you!" Adie declared, as though he were granting Stefan a noble title.
A warm chuckle escaped Stefan's lips as he humbly accepted the boy's evaluation. "Haha! Well, thank you for your comments. I'll work harder and cook like a top chef soon," he promised, pulling out a chair and helping Renee settle comfortably into her seat.
Renee's brow furrowed as she gently scolded their son. "Don't be rude, Adie. He's your daddy."
But even as the words left her mouth, Renee felt her heart soften at the scene unfolding before her. Here was Stefan—the same man who had once been so arrogant that he seemed untouchable—bending low with genuine humility in front of his children. He pulled out chairs, served food, accepted criticism with a smile, and asked for nothing in return.
Just days ago, Renee had treated him like nothing more than a plaything, someone to amuse herself with during her stay in Beach City. Now, even the children had begun treating him as their personal chef. She imagined that Stefan, with all his pride and status, must have been absolutely miserable trying to pacify so many people at once.
But oh, how wrong she was.
Stefan, in truth, was experiencing the most profound happiness and peace he had felt in years. Every small task—every dish he prepared, every chair he pulled out, every gentle smile he received from his children—filled him with a joy that no business deal or fortune could ever match. For the first time in his life, he was exactly where he needed to be.
After such a lovely dinner, with the warmth of good food and family settling into her bones, Renee felt an unexpected surge of courage. Her condition had always made her hesitant to call Quinton for too long, always searching for excuses to end their conversations prematurely. But tonight felt different somehow. She had finally come to terms with her situation, accepting it with a calm she hadn't known she possessed.
She made her way to the top floor of the villa, settling onto the comfortable bean bag by the window. As she swung her legs lazily back and forth like a carefree girl, she pressed the call button.
The phone rang several times before Quinton's familiar voice came through, laced with immediate concern. "Renee, why are you calling? Are you in trouble?"
At that moment, Quinton was far away south of the sea, tirelessly gathering manpower and resources to dive for treasure after a sudden capsizing incident. He had been feeling defeated—days of searching had yielded nothing—and worry gnawed at his heart, knowing Renee was in Beach City where danger could lurk around any corner. He desperately wanted to return home, but duty kept him anchored far away.
The fact that Renee was calling, unprompted, made his heart skip with both happiness and dread. Renee never called without a reason.
"You're so pessimistic, Quinton. Can't I call because I want to share something happy with you?" Renee asked, a teasing lilt coloring her voice. She could almost hear the tension in his silence dissolve.
"Yes, I can tell that you're happy. What happened?" Quinton finally responded, an audible sigh of relief escaping his lips, followed by a genuine smile that carried across the phone lines.
Renee bit her lip, thinking carefully about how to phrase her next words. She couldn't possibly tell Quinton the truth—that Stefan Huntsman, his sworn enemy, was living under the same roof as her. That revelation would be catastrophic.
"Hmm... How should I put it? I hired a pretty good helper at home. He does everything perfectly, and he cooks really well. He doesn't even ask for high pay, and he works hard without complaints. I feel like I've struck the lottery!" Renee giggled, sounding like a young girl experiencing her first crush. The words tumbled out before she could stop them, painting a glowing picture of her "helper."
"Really? He's that good?" Quinton's tone shifted subtly, a hint of something unreadable creeping in.
"He is!" Renee insisted, unaware that every word of praise was sharpening Quinton's instincts like a blade.
A pause hung between them. When Quinton spoke again, his voice carried the weight of experience and wisdom born from years of navigating treacherous waters. "But we've got to find loyal helpers since they're the ones taking care of us. Even if their services are cheap, it'll be troublesome if they have ulterior motives."
Something in his words struck a chord within Renee, but she quickly dismissed it. Quinton had always been overly cautious, viewing the world through the lens of conspiracies and hidden agendas. This helper was just a man doing his job—nothing more, nothing less.
"You're overthinking, Quinton. He's just a helper. If he does a good job, I'll keep him. If not, I'll fire him. He can't try anything with me," Renee said, her voice dripping with smug confidence.
"But I'm still worried..." A long contemplation followed, and then Quinton's voice hardened with determination. "Give your phone to your helper. I'll speak to him for a bit."
The request hit Renee like a bucket of ice water. Her carefree swinging stopped abruptly, and her heart began to race.
"Umm... I'm not sure that's a good idea," she backpedaled, panic rising in her chest. Why had she boasted so much about Stefan's virtues? If Quinton discovered that she had become entangled with Stefan again—especially after everything that had happened—he would be absolutely furious.
"There's nothing wrong with it if he's sincere. Besides, I'm just going to talk to him on the phone. What are you afraid of if there's nothing wrong with him?" Quinton's voice sharpened with suspicion, his protective instincts roaring to life. He could sense Renee's hesitation like a shark scenting blood in the water.
Renee's mind raced, searching desperately for an escape route. But every excuse she conjured felt flimsier than the last. The more she resisted, the more suspicious Quinton would become. Yet if she complied, the truth could explode in her face.
The trap was closing in from all sides.
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## Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
Oh my goodness, the tension in this chapter is absolutely delicious! Watching Stefan, the once-mighty businessman, humbly serve dinner to his own children while being critiqued like a novice chef is both heartwarming and satisfying. His genuine happiness in these simple domestic moments shows tremendous character growth. Meanwhile, Renee's predicament is a ticking time bomb—she's enjoying Stefan's presence while desperately trying to hide it from Quinton, whose protective instincts are now honing in on the truth. The dialogue crackles with subtext, and that final cliffhanger has me gripping the edge of my seat! The psychological layers here are masterfully written, showing how far Stefan has fallen from grace and how genuinely content he is in this new role. ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars
## Next Chapter Prediction
The stage is set for an explosive confrontation! Quinton's instincts have never been wrong, and his insistence on speaking with Renee's "helper" will likely force the truth into the open. Will Renee reluctantly hand the phone to Stefan, creating an electric moment of recognition between two sworn enemies? Or will she find a desperate way to deflect Quinton's suspicion? One thing is certain—when these pieces collide, the fallout will reverberate far beyond Beach City. A storm is brewing on the horizon!
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