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The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife by Zara Gibbon

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Chapter 678

This was truly a luxurious barbecue feast, with each ingredient being of the highest quality.

The servants could not wait to eat.

“Wow, wow, wow. This is really the best delicacy in the world. It would be great if there was some cold beer.”

“There is! It’s in the trunk of the car. I’ll bring it over,” Peter said and hurriedly went to the car to bring a box of

beer over.

Dahlia also hurriedly waved. “Give me a bottle too!”

“Who else wants it?” Peter gave each of them a bottle.

Bruce suddenly said, “Give me a bottle too.”

Peter was stunned when he heard this. The others looked at each other.

Mr. Everett actually wanted to drink beef?

This beer that Peter had bought was very cheap.

Bruce had always been very picky, and he basically only drank red wine that cost tens of thousands of dollars or

200

thousand dollars a bottle.

Bruce had never even tried this kind of cheap beer.

“Hurry up!” Bruce urged impatiently with a mouthful of food.

Peter reacted and hurriedly handed him a bottle. “This is for you, Mr. Everett.” He opened the bottle cap at the

same time.

Bruce took the bottle and took a sip of beer.

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“What’s this taste? Why does it taste so strange?”

Joanna’s face turned pale. “Bruce, you can’t drink beer.”

“How can I eat barbecue and not drink beer?” Bruce retorted.

Joanna choked in anger and snatched the beer bottle from Bruce’s hand. “There’s freshly squeezed juice here. You

can drink juice instead.

“Don’t forget, you still have stomach problems. It’s already an exception to let you eat barbecue now.”

Before Bruce could taste the beer carefully, it was snatched away. He pouted and was very dissatisfied. “How can I

drink juice while eating barbecue?”

Joanna did not say anything. She just shot him a warning look.

“Oh, okay, okay, okay. I won’t drink beer.” Bruce picked up the glass of fruit juice and drank it resentfully.

After eating the barbecue, the two little guys patted their round bellies and pestered Bruce to play again. “Let’s

continue driving the go-kart!”

Bruce replied without hesitation, “Sure!”

Bruce stood up excitedly along with the two little guys.

“Be careful!” Joanna reminded Bruce worriedly.

Joanna had a lingering fear and did not want Bruce to touch her car anymore. Even if he was driving a kart, she

was still worried.

“Joanna, it’s okay. This kart is very safe.”

As Bruce spoke, he got into a kart. “Buzz!”

“Hahaha, go faster, go faster.”

As Bruce drove the kart, he showed off his driving skills on the beach and drifted in the sand from time to time.

When the two little guys saw this, they applauded in admiration. “Wow, Bruce is so awesome!”

“That goes without saying!” Bruce laughed.

Miranda helped Joanna pack her things. She smiled and said, “Joann, look at Mr. Everett. He’s like a little child,

having so much fun.”

“Yes…” Joanna laughed bitterly.

He was indeed much happier now. He did not have much worry, nor did he have much pressure to work.

But…

Seeing that Joanna’s face darkened, Miranda knew that she was starting to worry again. “Joann, we’ll cross the

bridge when we get there. Don’t think too much. Things will pass eventually.”

“Yes, I know,” said Joanna.

“Come, you haven’t eaten much, right? This is for you.” Joanna handed a plate of grilled abalone and lobster to

Miranda.

“Let me grill it myself. Don’t tire yourself out.”

“It’s fine. It’s just sitting here anyway,” said Joanna. Then, she took the lamb and beef skewers and placed them on

the grill

to roast.

Joanna thought to herself, “After Bruce and the children get tired from playing later, they’ll surely get hungry. I

should grill the food for them first, so they won’t be growling with hunger later.”

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The three of them were still playing around. “Bruce, hurry up!”

“If I’m any faster, you won’t be able to catch up to me…”

On the shore, a man in black clothes and black pants quietly appeared. At this moment, he was holding a gun and

hiding behind the coconut grove, quietly waiting for an opportunity.

Bruce still did not sense the danger and drove the go-kart closer to the coconut grove.

Closer.

Closer…

The assassin in black took the opportunity and fired a shot at Bruce. Bang!

Bruce was still driving the go-kart when he heard the gunshot.

A reflex in Bruce’s bones instructed him to flip over and leap, tumbling from the go-kart onto the sand.

The bodyguards heard the gunshot and rushed over to check.

“There’s an emergency. Hurry up and go over.”

“Bang! Bang!”

Before Bruce could get up, two more gunshots sounded!

The bullet brushed past Bruce’s hair, and the other bullet hit the wheel of his go-kart.

Despite his lack of clear consciousness, Bruce’s reflexes and sensitivity had not diminished in the least.

Bruce rolled on the sand and hid behind the wheel of the go-kart.

“Bang! Bang!”

Darcy and Carson had already arrived in time. They took out their pistols and shot at the criminals.

Seeing that he had missed, the criminal hurriedly turned around and fled. “The few of you, hurry up and chase

after him. Don’t let him escape!”

“Yes…”

“Mr. Everett is injured.”