The Unstoppable Comeback Of the Unrivaled Ex-Wife-Chapter 609

When Joanna noticed that Ace was about to leave, she quickly said with a smile, "My bad, go on. I won’t doubt you again.

I’ll believe whatever you say." He might be arrogant, but he did have his principles.

She knew he wouldn’t falsely accuse others.

"Taylor fell out with Quinton because... she was pregnant with Quinton’s child, but he forcefully aborted the child," Ace said softly after a while, revealing the dark secret that he had kept hidden for so long.

"Wh-What?" Joanna was so shocked that her body started to tremble.

She couldn’t accept Ace’s words at all! Ace continued, "Before that, Quinton had killed her biological parents and brother, but she still hadn’t given up hope on him... until he killed her child.

She went berserk and vowed to take revenge for her deceased child, and that’s when she came to me and told me about Carmine Pawnshop’ weakness.

She was the one who obtained a dagger and stabbed Quinton in the chest; she wanted to take him down with her." "No, that’s impossible. Why would my brother..." Joanna’s mind went blank, and she was in a daze.

For a moment, she couldn’t take in all this information.

It all sounded like some odd folklore or myth, and try as she might, she could not link such a horrific incident to her brother.

"I told you-ignorance is bliss if your mind isn’t strong enough to handle the truth.

Haven’t you heard that curiosity killed the cat?" For some reason, Ace’s heart ached when he saw her pale face.

He got up to approach her and instinctively wanted to hug her, but Joanna retreated and stood far away from him.

"You... Don’t touch me! I- I don’t understand.

Has everything been a lie? Why are people like this? I... I..." Joanna gasped, sounding hysterical.

"Calm down.

If you can’t take it, just forget what I said.

I slandered him, just as the public said.

Everyone sees me as a cruel and cunning man now, and I’m a target of scorn.

It doesn’t really make much difference if you hate me too." Ace didn’t defend himself so Taylor could keep that vulgar incident a secret.

Quinton had painted himself as a victim by manipulating public opinion, so he had managed to make everyone forget about the Night Demon’s bloodstained past.

He had even gained a group of loyal fans.

As a result, both Carmine Pawnshop and Stellar Group had become more popular, while Ace had to suffer the consequences of being labelled the villain.

Joanna took a deep breath and said to Ace, "I’ll look into it. If you’re right, I’ll ask Quinton to hold a press conference to expose the truth and prove your innocence." At that moment, she realized that Ace, who always seemed so aloof and indifferent, actually had the kindest heart among them.

The kind of malice he was willingly facing was no joke.

Although she wanted to make it up to Quinton, she felt it was only fair to punish him if he really did commit such evils.

Afterwards, she would help Quinton to return to the right path.

Ace appeared unconcerned.

"It doesn’t matter if I’m innocent or not, just don’t expose Taylor’s whereabouts.

If not, Taylor will suffer given how stubborn and crazy Quinton is." "Okay, got it.

Thank you." Joanna nodded slowly.

Only now did she realize that Ace just wanted to protect Taylor instead of hurting her by taking her away without Joanna’s knowledge.

Joanna seemed to have a deeper understanding of Ace now.

After Joanna left Moran Enterprise, she wandered around for a long time on the street before returning to Carmine Pawnshop.

When Nancy saw her, she was filled with both joy and worry.

"Miss Joan, you’re finally home! Please comfort Mr.

Pierce... he’s in a very bad mood.

During the few days that Joanna was away, many things happened to Carmine Pawnshop.

Quinton, who was usually rather spirited, suddenly became strangely downcast.

He locked himself in his room and neither spoke nor smiled, refusing to have any contact with anyone.

"Really? What a coincidence-l’m in a bad mood too.

He’s not the only victim in the world." Joanna scoffed, sounding rather aloof and reproachful.

As Quinton’s sister, she felt that she did have to help him resolve this bitterness and hatred inside him, but when she thought of what he did to Taylor... She understood why they called him a demon.

He was like a stranger to her now, and it made her heart ache.

Nancy looked at Joanna in surprise and asked worriedly, "Miss Joan, what happened? Why do I feel like something is weighing on your mind now that you’re back? Did something bad happen while you were away? By the way, where is Mr.

Blackwell?" "Yes, something happened to Liam. He sacrificed his happiness for the rest of his life to grant my wish.

I owe him yet another favor..." Joanna slowly clenched her fists, her eyes turning watery.

"But if I knew his sacrifice would have had such consequences, I wouldn’t have agreed to it. It’s not worth it." She shook her head, not knowing how she should face Quinton.

"Oh dear... Is there any way to rescue Mr.

Blackwell?" Nancy asked anxiously.

"To tell you the truth, we lost contact with Chase after he got on the ship to transport treasure.

He was maliciously attacked, and it’s said that he sank into the sea with the treasure.

I guess that’s why Mr.Pierce is so down.

We have to buck up and not let our enemies defeat us!" "Fine, I’ll go and see Quinton." Joanna took a deep breath and calmed herself down, then walked toward Quinton’s bedroom.

His bedroom was located in the northwest corner of Carmine Pawnshop, a region that had the dimmest light.

It was dark and gloomy all year round, and the room was cold even on a sunny day.

It was said that Joanna once stayed there too.

Joanna usually just felt cold when she approached that area in the past, but now, she noticed a courtyard there. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

It was a small area enclosed under a square roof, and now, she found it resembled a cage more than anything.

It was hard to imagine how Taylor survived in that dark place many years ago when she was not even twenty years old.

She had no freedom at all.

’Quinton, that scum!’ Joanna clenched her fists and cursed him inwardly.

A servant was standing outside Quinton’s bedroom, carrying a tray of food and pacing to and fro.

He seemed to be in a dilemma.

"Miss Pierce, you’re home. Great!" The second the servant saw Joanna, his eyes sparkled like he had seen his saviour.

He immediately smiled and said, "It’s been two days since he ate, drank, or spoke!We don’t dare to barge in either.

You’re his sister, so I’m sure you’re the only one who can handle this situation." Joanna nodded and took the tray of food, then said lightly, "You may leave now. Let me handle this."