Hunting for His EX-Wife

The speed of the luxury yacht was quick. Soon, they reached the island.

People on the yacht walked down one after another, looking at the unfamiliar surroundings.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

The island was pretty big. There were residents living on the island and growing tourism.

Not long after they stood on the coast, the manager hurried over.

The manager looked at the two presidents nervously. He thought it was just a field survey, but he didn’t expect the arrival of two big shots.

“Mr. Harrison, Mr. Williams, there were some trivial matters to deal with in the development zone, I’m sorry for being late.”

“Hmm,” Rhys glanced at the manager and replied coldly.

The manager was terrified. He sounded even more ingratiating.

“Mr. Williams, would you like me to show you around?”

Rhys looked at Martha, who was standing beside him, asking for her idea with a faint smile, “Ms. Doyle, would you like to take a walk on the island first?”

Standing between them, Stefan narrowed his eyes slightly without any change in his expression.

Martha shook her head slightly, and replied softly, “No, thanks. I’d like to go to the resting place.”

“Okay.”

Rhys smiled slightly. He looked at Stefan and lifted his eyebrows with provocation in his eyes.

Stefan’s face darkened slightly. He pursed his lips without saying anything.

The manager breathed out in relief upon hearing that.

“Then follow me!”

…

On the way to the villa, the manager kept ingratiating himself with Rhys and Stefan, warmly introducing everything about the island.

“Mr. Williams, Mr. Harrison, we prepared two adjacent waterfront villas for you guys. It’s up to you to assign those rooms.”

“Behind the villa is the restaurant, which is open 24 hours.”

“There are some local residents living on the island. They’re are very hospitable.”

“In addition, the tourism on this island is special. If you want to have a good time, just help yourself. We have everything needed.”

No one responded to the manager but he was not embarrassed at all and continued to make the introduction.

It didn’t take long to reach the destination.

“Mr. Williams, these two are the villas we arranged for you.”

Rhys answered in satisfaction, “Okay, you can leave.”

The manager was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, “Then I’ll go to work now.”

After the manager left, Rhys turned around and glanced at everyone else.

“They arranged this villa beforehand.”

When he said this, he paused, squinted at Stefan meaningfully, and said, “As for those who decide to come later, they should live in the next building.”

Everyone else understood what Rhys meant.

He meant that Hollie, Joann, and Stefan should live in the next building.

Stefan’s eyes darkened. He didn’t care about Rhys’ provocation.

He looked over to Jane, who was standing behind Martha.

“Jane, let’s switch rooms.”

His tone was commanding.

Jane froze. She didn’t expect that.

She looked at Martha in embarrassment, not daring to speak.

She didn’t dare to go against Stefan.

But she had worked for Martha for two years and Martha was her immediate supervisor.

Martha frowned slightly, looking at Stefan in front of her with displeasure.

“Mr. Harrison, there is no need to change rooms. This is a personal choice.”

“How do you know she doesn’t want to?”

The man chuckled, his eyes were a bit cold.

Martha wanted to say something more, but Stefan had walked to her side, and in the next second, in front of everyone, he reached out and put his arm around her waist.

He said with a low voice, “Or, I can share a room with you. After all, we are husband and wife.”