"Yea, what? Are you going to take avenge for them?" Sylvia said causally. Her eyelashes shivered like butterflies under the sunlight, alluring and attractive.

Paul looked at her beautiful eyes; his anger somehow dissipated. Being beaten by such a beautiful was not a terrible thing.

Sylvia was the only woman in the world who dared to beat him. Sylvia, that was her name, right? That was what James called her just now. She was beautiful and so was her name.

Franklin stood in front of Sylvia, his aura frightening.

His extremely handsome face exuded a chill.

"Sylvia, what else are you hiding from me?"

"Mr. Maskelyne, why do you sound so angry?" Sylvia let out a chuckle and reached out to tuck her hair behind her ear. It was a simple movement, but alluring when she did it.

Mark lost control and laughed out. Vaild quickly tugged on his sleeve. Mark immediately stopped laughing. It wasn't easy to suppress his laughter.

Sylvia was so cool.

She beat the three people.

Cool!

Those who dared to disturb her from sleeping should be taught a lesson.

Paul was speechless.

It seemed that Sylvia was not afraid of Franklin. She even dared to provoke Franklin.

Paul felt relieved.

Seeing Franklin, his enemy, being dissed, he felt good.

that he had seen

and let out a very cheerful smile. His chagrin and embarrassment were

tomorrow." Franklin didn't look at Paul, his sharp eyes still locked on Sylvia. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to

about that?" Paul snorted and then asked the driver to start

as if advertising a shampoo. He thought Sylvia must

second, there was

and directly pressed the fool back into the car, "Go!" Romeo

A familiar ringtone sounded.

flashed into her eyes. "Mr. Maskelyne, I need to go now, goodbye." She then walked towards the Land Rover. Mark went to the driver's seat, and Vaild gracefully pulled the door open for

his handsome

Damn it!

were those two

"Hello?"

rang three

much lately, will you come back?" Otto Andrews’ voice came, and although he sounded like asking

later.” Sylvia's gaze drifted

child of your grandmother? Are you

must see Sylvia this time, otherwise, he wouldn't have made

me, not you, don't use grandma as an excuse to get me back, understand?" Sylvia's icy tone came over the

I know you have always hated me, but your grandmother

Who else in this world curses his mother as

back his anger. “I'm not lying this time; your grandmother is really sick. She is old and feeble these

back now." Sylvia didn't want to waste her breath arguing with this shameless man on the

do you really want to go back?" Mark

Stop the car." Sylvia got out of the car, grabbed

a large one.

family was rich, although not one of

Sylvia's mother eloped with him and

started the business, from small

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