Ace pushed open the door and saw that Michael, who was under the influence of the drug, was pinning Lucy beneath him and trying to have sex with her.
"Ace, help me!"
As she saw a lifeline, Lucy screamed at Ace for help.
Although Michael was her boyfriend and they had had sex a long time ago, this was a situation she just could not accept. It was too humiliating!
Ace's eyes coldly swept across the two on the floor and took away what belonged to Joanna on the table.
"Serve you right!"
He left without looking back after saying those words.
His cousin was spoiled to the point of being too lawless. It was time for her to taste some pain.
When he got downstairs and saw Joanna waiting at the door, he frowned. "We are not divorced yet. You are still the mistress of this villa."
"No, thank you!"
Joanna took the things in the man's hand and left without bothering to say goodbye.
It was already late at night at the moment.
Joanna stood outside the villa and tried to call for a cab, but because it was too far from the main city, no driver was willing to take the order.
Not long after, Ace pulled up in front of her in his silver Bugatti Veyron. His handsome face was cold. "Get in!"
It was not an invitation, but an order.
Joanna hesitated for a while but did not refuse. She pulled open the passenger door and got into the car.
But when she saw the things on the seat, she was a little surprised.
"Where did you get this?"
She saw an amber pendant on the car bench. It was identical to the one she had found in the graveyard this morning.
A bold guess came up in her mind. Could he be the one who visited her parents' grave today and dropped the amber pendant? But it couldn't be. Why would he buy two identical pendants? Was it just a coincidence?
"Your pendant…"
"Don't touch my stuff!"
He sounded hostile and snatched away the pendant coldly.
"Tsk!"
She was a bit disappointed, thinking that it should be a coincidence and she must have been overthinking.
Ace did not even care about her, so how could he remember the death anniversary of her parents and bother to send flowers to pay respects?
It was a love me, love my dog kind of thing. What was she expecting?
She looked out the car window, hoping to get home as soon as possible.
However, she immediately discovered that the route he took was not right.
"This was not the way back to the Residence. Where are you going?"
Ace did not answer. His eyes were focused in front. "You'll know when you get there."
She furrowed her brows and said, "Stop the car. I'm getting off."
If it were not for the difficulty of getting a cab in that area and he so happened to live in the same neighborhood as her, she would not have considered getting into the car!
But now, the road was unfamiliar and she did not dare to get into a stranger's car.
"Sit tight!"
He pressed the lock button and stepped on the gas pedal harder, and the car picked up speed immediately, overtaking several cars in a row.
"What are you doing? Don't drag me with you if you want to die. Slow down!"
Joanna was so scared that her back was pressed against the seat and her fingers were gripping the armrest.
It was not that she was a coward. She had learned car racing back then and experienced a higher speed than this. It was just that she was worried about the babies in her belly being scared.
"We are almost there. Don't worry. I'm not going to sell you!"
Ace's handsome face was expressionless when he continued to speed up.
It took about ten minutes for the car to pull up at Crystal Club.
Joanna knew about this club. It was very high class and had a strict membership system. Those who were members were either the rich or the aristocrats of the City.
This was weird. Why would this man bring her to such a place all of a sudden?
"Get out of the car."
Ace parked the car and unlocked the passenger door.
Joanna, seeing that she was free, hurriedly opened the door to run away.
But Ace grabbed her wrist with his big palm and said in an absolutely assertive tone, "You have to accompany me to this meeting today."
"We are in the middle of a divorce. Why should I play along with you? What's in it for me?"
Joanna, who was no longer her past self who was at his beck and call, said proudly, "My appearance fee is very high, you know?"
"five hundred thousand per minute."
"Deal!"
She replied immediately with a bright smile, "You are indeed generous, Mr. Moran!"
Thinking about her past self, she really found that she was very silly to be willing to be his puppet who was ready to accompany him to any occasion at any time without getting anything in compensation.
Even reckoning made long friends, what's more with husbands and wives!
The two were led by the waiter to the room on the highest floor of the club called the "Night Banquet."
This room was the classiest in the entire club and was only used to receive their most
Sunguished members.
Joanna heard cheerful voices and laughter from afar.
The moment Ace entered the room, he suddenly pressed the pause button, and all the voices stopped awkwardly.
A tall, handsome man rushed over, his eyes widening. "Holy sh*t, Ace, am I dreaming? Are you really here?"
The one speaking was a childhood friend of Ace's, called Ethan.
When Ethan saw Joanna who was standing next to him, he let out an even more exaggerated yell. "Oh my god, come and see this. Not only did Ace come, but he also brought his wife with him. Will wonders never cease? What a rare occasion!"
Ace's attractive face remained unfazed as he strode into the room and said in a meaningful tone, "Since I received the invitation, I naturally had to come."
Joanna was still confused about the situation, so she acted like a good and dignified wife and followed the man obediently. Since she had received a fee of a hundred thousand dollars per minute, she naturally had to play her role as his puppet well.
The interior of the room was extravagantly luxurious. It was spacious and lavish, with lights glimmering and glinting, as if they had entered a palace.
A few couples were seated on the couch. She could tell from their appearances that they were children of the rich. The ones who stood out the most were the couple sitting in the middle.
The man was charming, with rimless glasses resting on his high nose bridge. He looked genteel and elegant, but his pair of narrow, deep eyes seemed to be able to control everything.
Such aura must come from a family with a rich and powerful background.
For instance, the silver watch on his wrist was a limited edition Rolex. It was the only one in the world, worth more than ten million!
The woman who was intimately next to him also looked unique. Her near-perfect face was not only beautiful but sophisticated. She had a look that was rare even among the ladies of the high
society.
In short, they were clearly a couple and were a good match for each other when sitting together.
They were equally stunned when Ace came in.
"Ace, you…"
The woman stood up directly. Her eyes were wide open, flowing with love as if she had a lot of things to say.
on the contrary, the man was calmer and more relaxed. He said gently, "You are finally not angry and are willing to come."
Ace put his hands into his pockets and looked at the two condescendingly. His deep voice was mixed with a hint of helplessness as he smiled faintly and said, "Why else would it be?"
Joanna's eyes shuttled back and forth between them, and then she immediately came to a conclusion, 'The relationship of these three is not simple. There must be something fishy going on here!'
The atmosphere within the room was inexplicably awkward. Everyone was tensed and cautious, no one dared to say a word.
Ethan took two glasses of wine and walked airily to Ace and the man on the sofa to give them each a glass of wine, and said cheerfully, "Let's not talk about it. It's been three years and now that the golden trio is finally reunited, so we must drink till we drop! I am the youngest here and I was worried for the two of you so much, my bros, so I shall be the one who gives the first toast!"
The man on the couch stood up and clinked Ace's and Ethan's glasses with his wine glass, and sighed rather emotionally, "Indeed, it's been three years, and we are finally reunited!" And he tilted his head and emptied his glass.
Then, his attention fell on Joanna beside Ace and he said gently, "So, you are the girl that Ace was forced to marry three years ago, and you are… Joanna?"
"Yes, I am. Nice to meet you."
Joanna said gently, and smiled without showing her teeth.
It was what she had to do for the sake of the money she would make per minute, so she had to set up the best stage for the high and mighty Mr. Moran.
"Hello, I am Christopher Clarke. I'm very sorry for not attending your wedding three years ago. As an apology, I'll drink three shots later."
"It's okay, Christopher. Ace has been telling me about you for the past few years, saying that you're great and that he misses you and has wanted to get together with you for a long time."
Ace was dumbfounded.
'Can you not overdo it? When did I ever mention Christopher in front of you?'
"Really?"
Christopher's eyes lit up, and he looked at Joanna with more interest. "You are indeed as gentle and docile as they said. You are a lucky man, Ace!"
Hmph! How could she not be gentle and docile when she is paid a hundred thousand per minute?'
Ethan was discontented and refuted, "What's so lucky about that? She's just a tasteless, down- on- her-luck girl. How is she a good match for Ace? And Ace, even if you were dumped, you couldn't just give up and casually marry such a boring woman!"
"Dumped?"
Joanna suddenly turned extremely domineering. She swept her eyes around the room and asked loudly, "Who dares to dump my husband? Is she here?"