# Chapter 92: A Dangerous Bargain and the Road to the Dragon's Den
Hello, dear readers! How is everyone doing today? I hope you're ready for another emotional rollercoaster, because this chapter of "The Untouchable Ex Wife" is filled with heartbreak, family bonds, tense negotiations, and a journey into the unknown. Let's dive right in and see how Renee navigates the treacherous waters of love, loyalty, and the shadows of a past she left behind.
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The air outside Stefan's office was thick with tension. Seraphina stood before Renee, her voice trembling as she spoke, the tears glistening in her eyes.
"Didn't you hear what the employees call you?" Seraphina gritted out, her words sharp despite her delicate appearance. "If this goes on, Stefan will remember everything sooner or later—and it'll be bad for his brain if that happens. We both know what he experienced a year ago and how painful it was for him."
She paused, dabbing at her eyes with trembling fingers. "He's better now, but seeing you will probably affect him. Don't you feel bad harming him again and again like this?"
Renee's heart twisted painfully in her chest. *Harming him again and again.* The words echoed in her mind like a cruel accusation. Stefan had nearly died because of her a year ago—that was a scar she would carry forever, a weight she had sworn to bear alone. She had promised God that she would never take him back, if only he could survive. But here she was, tangled in his life again through circumstances far beyond her control.
"I... I didn't think of that," Renee murmured, lowering her head in genuine shame.
The grudge between Quinton and Stefan had erupted like a volcano, pulling Renee into the middle of a war she never wanted to fight. She couldn't simply stand by while her brother and the man she once loved destroyed each other—but every step she took seemed to make everything worse.
Seraphina sniffled, wiping fresh tears from her cheeks. "Miss Everheart, I'm sorry. I'm not trying to insult you, but my relationship with Stefan hasn't been easy." Her voice cracked. "Our relationship has just become a little stable, but now you've appeared in his life again. You know how much I love Stefan, so I can't just pretend that I don't care."
The woman bowed to Renee, looking utterly pathetic in her distress. "I know it's because of your generosity that I can be with Stefan, so I do what you ask me to and be nice to him... but when you appear, he becomes uncontrollable, and I can't get through to him at all. I'm so sorry."
*Ah, so this is how it is,* Renee thought wearily. *Seraphina is smart—playing the victim, making Renee sound like the villain who refuses to disappear from a wounded man's life.*
Before Renee could respond, the office door swung open. Stefan stepped out—and his eyes immediately landed on the scene before him. He saw Seraphina, head bowed, tears streaming down her face, and Renee standing opposite her.
In that instant, something cold and protective flared through him. He strode forward, positioning himself firmly in front of Seraphina like a human shield, his glare aimed directly at Renee.
"What are you doing? Our negotiation is over, so why haven't you left? Are you trying to bully my fiancée again?"
Renee's heart splintered. Every word he threw at her was like a knife twisting in old wounds. He looked at her with such suspicion, such disgust—as if she were a stranger who existed only to cause trouble.
*He has no idea. No idea who I am, no idea what we once meant to each other.*
But she forced herself to remain calm, a serene smile settling on her lips. "Mr. Hunt, you worry too much. This is your territory, so there's no way I'd come here to bully your fiancée." She glanced at Seraphina meaningfully. "Unfortunately, she doesn't feel secure in the relationship and thinks that I'm trying to seduce you. So in short... you're not treating her well enough and are failing to show her how much you love her."
Renee reached out and patted Stefan's shoulder like an elder offering kindly advice. "Be more lovey-dovey with Sera. She loves you very much. Don't entertain wild thoughts and hurt her."
Her generosity and calm demeanor made Seraphina feel small and inferior. But Stefan's face darkened like a thundercloud. He hated how composed she remained, hated that she seemed so unaffected by everything between them.
His lip curled. "I don't need an outsider like you to comment on my relationship with my fiancée."
*Outsider.* The word landed like a physical blow.
Yet Renee refused to crack. "Alright then, I'll leave you be. Goodbye." With a smile, she waved at the pair and walked away from H Group, her steps steady even as her heart crumbled behind her composed mask.
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Back inside the office, Seraphina nervously gripped Stefan's arm. "Stefan, are you mad at me?"
"Of course not," Stefan replied absentmindedly. His gaze was distant, his mind elsewhere.
Sensing his distraction, Seraphina pressed on desperately. "Many reporters are waiting outside, making a scene and asking for your explanation. The netizens even paint you as a demonic and bloodthirsty monster... If you're uncomfortable giving an answer, my family can help you resolve this."
"Just leave it for now," he said dismissively.
"But it doesn't look good for you!" Seraphina insisted. "Everyone can tell that it's because of the Night Demon. He's Renee's brother, so it might have been Renee who added fuel to the fire..."
"It's not important."
Stefan's vague answers frustrated her. She knew—*she knew*—that he was hesitating because of Renee. He had made some kind of deal with her, and it frustrated Seraphina to no end.
As Stefan walked away, his mind preoccupied with matters she couldn't reach, Seraphina's insecurities curdled into something darker. Cold resolve settled over her like a shroud.
*If Renee Everheart keeps interfering, I'll have to take matters into my own hands.*
Wicked ideas began to take root in her mind.
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Meanwhile, a far warmer scene unfolded at Quinton's residence. A sumptuous dinner was spread across the table, filling the air with mouth-watering aromas. The family gathered together—Quinton, Renee, Liam, Leia, and the precious twins Adie and Abby.
Everyone chatted happily, laughter echoing through the dining room. For one beautiful moment, the world outside seemed far away, its troubles forgotten.
"Come, let's toast!" Quinton raised his wine glass enthusiastically. "I hope we can all gather here for a good meal and fine wine every year from now on!"
"Cheers!" Everyone stood and raised their glasses. Even Adie and Abby held up their cups, not wanting to be left out of the joyful moment.
Seeing her brother in such high spirits, Renee leaned closer and said softly, "Quinton, can you promise me something?"
He smiled warmly at her—a genuine, affectionate smile. "Of course! You're my sister. You can have whatever you want."
"I'm about to set off again..."
"What?" Quinton's face immediately fell, his displeasure written in every line of his expression. "You just came back! Why in the hell do you want to leave again? Is this about business?"
Tears shimmered in Adie and Abby's eyes as they overheard the conversation. They clutched Renee's hands, looking up at her with pleading gazes.
Abby whimpered, "Mommy, don't go. Adie and Abby can't bear to part with you."
Adie nodded earnestly. "Mommy, where are you going? I want to go too..."
Renee's heart melted. She gently touched their heads. "Adie, Abby, be good. It's just a short business trip—at most, I'll only be gone a week. If I make it quick, I can come back in three to five days. You have to be good for me, okay?"
"Okay, Mommy. We'll be good and wait for you to hurry home."
Renee wasn't worried about her children misbehaving. No—her greater concern was far more complicated.
*Quinton.*
Her brother was reckless, stubborn, and extreme in every way. He acted on impulse, driven by fury and pride. The thought of leaving him unsupervised with his grudge against Stefan made her stomach churn with anxiety.
"Quinton," she began carefully, "I want you to promise me something important. Please don't provoke Stefan while I'm gone. He's promised me that he won't take revenge on you for ten days. I hope the two of you can spend this time in peace."
Quinton's expression turned icy. He set down his fork with a deliberate clatter. "Did you meet him?"
"Hmm." Renee nodded firmly, not wanting to keep secrets from him. She hoped he'd understand her good intentions.
"How naive!" Quinton slammed his palm on the table, his voice sharp with bitter contempt. "Do you know how hypocritical people can be? Do you actually think he'll keep his word? A hypocrite like Stefan has no feelings—he fools naive young women like you without batting an eye!"
"I believe he won't lie to me," Renee insisted softly.
"Don't forget—he's long forgotten about you!" Quinton scoffed. "To him, you're just his competitor's sister. Why would he listen to you at all? We ruined his reputation, and the shares of H Group have plummeted." He shook his head. "Of course someone so vengeful will counterattack. If I just sit by and do nothing, I'll be doomed!"
"No, he won't!" Renee grabbed Quinton's hand, her gaze sincere and determined. Right now, protecting him was her only goal. "Quinton, trust me this time. Let me do what I need to do. If he breaks his promise, I'll bear the consequences—and I'll take revenge on him for you!"
Tears welled in her eyes, glistening under the warm dining lights.
Quinton stared at her, his anger dissolving reluctantly into an exasperated sigh. She had always been able to soften his hardest edges.
"Fine, fine. I'll do as you say. I'm tired anyway, so at least I can get some rest during this time," he grumbled, waving his hand dismissively.
"Great! Quinton, you're the best!" Renee's face lit up, and she gave him a tight bear hug.
Leia chimed in, curiosity sparkling in her eyes. "Ren, where are you going with Liam? It sounds so mysterious. I want to go too!"
Liam responded by stuffing a chicken drumstick into Leia's mouth. "You're just a kid. Stop meddling in adults' business. Eat more and grow up."
Leia's eyes narrowed with fury. She ripped the drumstick from her mouth and glared at him. "Liam! I'm only a few minutes younger than you. Stop acting like a kid!"
Liam laughed cheekily. "The only child I see here is you!"
The table erupted in laughter as Leia hurled the drumstick at him—and completely missed. She grew redder with frustration.
"Help me settle this!" she fumed, pointing at Liam. "We're three pairs of twins with mixed genders! Why are Ren and Abby's elder brothers so warm, but my brother is so mean? He always bullies me!"
Liam smirked. "That just means you should reflect on yourself."
The others burst into laughter again. Leia's eyes narrowed dangerously at her smug twin.
Then, suddenly, her expression shifted. A knowing gleam entered her eyes as pieces clicked together. "Oh! I've got it!" She spun toward Liam suspiciously. "Did you get back together with Ren? Are you guys secretly going on a honeymoon?"
Liam's face flushed awkwardly. "Umm, this..."
"Yeah, we're going on a honeymoon. Give us your blessing!" Renee said mischievously, winking at Leia.
"Great! You have my full approval!" Quinton clapped enthusiastically.
The warmth of family filled the room—a fragile bubble of happiness that Renee knew would eventually have to burst.
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After the lively dinner, Renee and Liam headed to the airport dressed in casual clothes. Their destination was a strange, lesser-known place, which meant the plane was nearly empty. In business class, they were the only passengers.
Renee felt surprisingly relaxed. She flipped through magazines, sipped coffee, and watched the clouds drift beneath them. But Liam wasn't himself. He was usually talkative and energetic, yet now he sat in strange silence, staring at nothing.
"Liam, are you alright?" Renee waved a hand in front of his face. "I feel like something's weighing on your mind."
Liam sighed heavily. "I'm wondering if I'm making the right decision. By agreeing to do this, I might be harming you instead of helping you..."
Renee laughed softly. "What are you talking about? You're exaggerating."
"Boss, you don't know what I've experienced, so you don't know what's to come."
"It's not that scary. Take it easy." Renee patted his shoulder encouragingly. "You know where I came from. We've seen a lot of the world, and I'm sure I can handle it."
Liam's voice dropped with regret. "But you promised the old man you'd never be part of this circle again. If you get in touch with these people now, your identity might be exposed. I'm afraid it'll bring a lot of trouble..."
Renee understood his concerns. For years, she had built a peaceful life far from the violent shadows of her past. Yet here she was, willingly stepping back into that chaos.
She smiled helplessly. "Maybe it's meant to be. I have to do this, for Quinton's sake."
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The plane touched down in Goldshire the next morning. As Renee and Liam exited, they found a long row of ostentatious cars waiting for them—a display worthy of welcoming a visiting diplomat.
"Liam!" A man in sunglasses and a bright floral shirt waved enthusiastically. He was tall and lean, his tan skin stretched over sharp features. A toothpick dangled between his teeth as his lips spread into a wide grin, and two fierce dragon tattoos crawled up his arms.
"Matt!" Liam waved back warmly. He leaned close to Renee and whispered, "That's Mateo Harrison, the subordinate my master values most. He's cruel and fierce—everyone in this city fears him. If you want to win my master's trust, you have to win Matt over first."
Mateo strode toward them, enveloping Liam in a boisterous hug while smacking his back playfully. "Kiddo, you're back! About time you showed up, eh? Master's always talking about you. He's going to be thrilled!"
"Of course! Master's like a father to me, after all. I had to come back and see him," Liam replied smoothly.
Renee stifled a laugh. Ten minutes ago, Liam had been a bundle of anxious nerves. Now he looked like a beloved son returning home. *What an actor!*
Her chuckle caught Mateo's attention. His eyes narrowed in displeasure, sizing her up like prey. "Who is this woman? Was she laughing at me?"
Liam quickly draped an arm around Renee's shoulders, his smile warm. "This is the woman I always tell you about. She's Renee Everheart—my beloved goddess, and now my girlfriend. I brought her here for you, Master, and Joanne to meet." His voice lightened. "She laughed because she was happy, not because she was mocking you."
Mateo remained suspicious. "Is that so?"
"Umm... yes." Renee nodded, not wanting to stir up trouble.
Mateo's eyes glinted with warning. "You know Master doesn't like meeting irrelevant people. If she's your girlfriend, fine. But if she's here with ulterior motives..." His voice dropped, menacing. "There will be serious consequences—for her, and for you."
"I understand," Liam said solemnly.
"Let's go then. Master's ordered a huge feast. He's eager to see his disciple!"
Under Mateo's lead, they traveled to a massive fortress belonging to Liam's master—Benjamin Jenkins. The fortress sat isolated and distant from the city, protected by armed guards and strict security checkpoints. Many in the underworld addressed Benjamin Jenkins as "Draco," a symbolic title meaning he was the undisputed king of this region—a man absolutely no one dared to cross.
Their vehicle stopped before the main gate. Armed guards subjected Renee and Liam to thorough frisking before allowing them entry. Renee felt a pang of loss when her butterfly knife—a weapon she always carried—was confiscated.
Now she had no way to defend herself if things went wrong. She was completely at their mercy.
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Walking deeper into the fortress was unsettling. It felt like entering a rainforest encampment, where every villager watched them with cold, predatory eyes. Renee had the suffocating sensation of stepping into a cannibal village.
She swallowed nervously, finally understanding Liam's earlier anxiety. This was a world of danger and darkness, a place where one wrong step could be fatal. She had been away from such environments for so long that she'd forgotten how suffocating they were.
Liam sensed her tension and nudged her shoulder reassuringly. Leaning in, he murmured, "Boss, there's no need to be so nervous. You have me!"
Renee forced a smile, yet she couldn't shake the feeling that she was walking into a trap she couldn't predict. The fate of her brother, her children, and everyone she loved rested on the success of this perilous gamble...
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## Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
Oh my goodness! This chapter was filled with emotional whiplash! My heart absolutely broke for Renee. Watching Stefan treat her like a stranger while protecting Seraphina felt like watching a car crash in slow motion—agonizing and impossible to look away from. Renee is so strong, maintaining her composure when every word from Stefan must have shattered her inside. And Seraphina! She is definitely hiding snakes beneath that sweet, pitiful exterior. I can already tell she's going to cause serious trouble.
The family dinner scene was adorable and provided a much-needed warm contrast. The twins are the sweetest, and Quinton's grudging affection for his sister melted my heart. But the new setting with this mysterious "Draco" fortress brings a fresh, dangerous dimension to the story that promises intense conflicts ahead!
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars
## Next Chapter Prediction
Renee and Liam are about to face a true wolf's den! Now that Renee is inside Draco's fortress with her weapons confiscated, she's playing a deadly game. Meanwhile, back at home, Seraphina seems ready to take desperate measures to eliminate Renee as a threat. I predict that in the next chapter, Renee will need to use her wits and dangerous skills to survive the "Draco" meeting, while Seraphina may try to drive a permanent wedge between Stefan and Renee—perhaps by revealing secrets that could destroy everything!
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