Logan mumbled to himself. "That was right..."

After Sylvia walked back to her room and was about to take a shower, her phone rang.

She picked it up and found it was Franklin.

"Hello?"

Franklin's voice with displeasure sounded, "Where have you gone? Why haven't you come home? It's so late."

Sylvia was stunned. "We have just gotten divorced.”

Why did he call?

Why did he call to ask her home?

It was not the weekend. Why was he in the Townyer Villa?

"I haven't signed on the paper yet, so it's not valid.” Thinking of what Jasper had said to him, Franklin couldn't help frowning.

Why could she be so indifferent toward the divorce?

After getting off work, he came straight back to the Townyer Villa. However. The lights weren't on and they usually were.

After he walked into the house, there was no one inside and Sylvia wasn't there.

It turned out she had packed up her things and left.

Sylvia tried to suppress her impatience and to keep a gentle voice. "Honey, I have signed on the paper. It was you who proposed the divorce."

If she snapped at him, who knew if he would change his mind about the divorce?

something out to get him to agree to

to play such a game with Franklin. "Honey, will you come back home first?" Standing by the window, Franklin looked outside at the houses that were brightly

deep breath, "Okay. Wait

she went downstairs, she pulled a long face

saw the look on her face and got sweat all over their heads.

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but she couldn't,

"Boss!" Logan yowled.

she got in the car and closed the door, she drove at an

in the back

"Slower!"

long heard that it was scary taking Sylvia's ride, and

staring at the front with her eyes fixed ahead, grabbing the steering wheel

the back had to admit that although they were about to throw up, Sylvia looked

but she drove so fast

the neighborhood. The two men immediately got out of it and puked

frown. "It wasn't fast at all. If I drove at full speed, would you die on

two tall men and walked into the neighborhood in her

residents

was worth tens of millions of dollars, but it wasn't appealing

didn't want to

door with her fingerprint, she entered the house and saw Franklin sitting on

he looked up at her. "Where have you been?" "Searching for a house," Sylvia told a lie. Anyway, they were going to

want this house?" Franklin closed his laptop and

face, and walked to

speak, Franklin pulled her into his arms and let her sit on

a house, weren't you?" Franklin touched her hair gently. “You

this house is too big and too expensive for me to hire a cleaning lady," Sylvia smiled

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