After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

The man felt like a completely different person the moment he lifted her off the ground.

Noticing his changes, Paul held his breath, leaped forward, and stopped him with a stern face, "Mr. Maskelyne, it's rude of you to do that, isn't it?"

"Get off!" Franklin said in a deep and hoarse voice.

"Put me down, Franklin." Sylvia was embarrassed.

She could feel many people watching them.

The two super-rich men had made quite a scene.

Tension grew between Franklin and Paul as they glared at each other. Sylvia's heels were still in pain, but the pain was a piece of cake to her. She pinched Franklin in his strong waist. "Are you deaf? I said put me down!"

Franklin felt hurt in the waist, lowering his eyes to look at her. She was seen with rosy cheeks and a cute angry look on her face.

He felt softened and laid her down obediently.

As soon as her feet touched the floor, she waved at Logon, who had been absorbed in talking among the crowd, “Logan, come over here, right now."

As soon as he heard it, Logan gave an apologetic smile to the middle- aged man before him and sprinted to her. Before he got to ask her, the woman held out her hand like a queen, gave him a reproachful look, and said, "Keep me steady."

"Yes!" replied Logon, suppressing the urge to say, "Your Majesty!"

“I dare you to go with him." Franklin shot daggers at Logan.

Franklin pursed his lip slightly with a silent stare at the two.

Sylvia thought he was unreasonable. "If I can't go with him, should I go with you? What am I to you, Mr. Maskelyne? Just think clearly about it and tell me."

The man leaned forward and twirled a strand of her hair around her ear with his shapely fingers. "Don't you know it?"

He threw the question to her.

“Yes, I do know, and that's why I going with him." Sylvia raised her hand and blew him a kiss. "Never see you again."

Sylvia was leaving the room step by step, holding onto Logan's arm. Even with the pain in her ankle, she walked gracefully, as if she couldn't have felt the pain.

People made a way for them automatically.

Franklin was wild with rage.

That unruly woman!

fierce look on his face, the man grabbed a glass of whisky from the

strode toward

had been out of the hotel, and Sylvia was

blew her hair, sending a chill through

wrist was grabbed by a strong big hand. After a forceful pull, she was

even clearly feel the powerful heartbeats of

man overwhelmed her, "I'm way

he obeys me," said Sylvia in an impassive tone,

fire was hidden in the man's

turned around and found the man's eyes fixed dead on

eyes were staring at her without

she saw his

wrong with Franklin's

"What did you drink?"

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stared at Sylvia with his

Did you drink anything at dinner?" Sylvia asked in a

off the ground and carried her on his shoulders, marching toward his

had driven the car outside the

Sylvia into

the car slowly started, Logan drove past it and saw

the Bentley, Sylvia propped herself up from the seat, watched Franklin, who looked strange, and pursed her rosy

the matter

Andrews, what happened?” Jasper looked at

He was worried.

his eyes on her. And his eyes were filled with lust and

reached out his big hand

drank a

that he took a drink from the table. But what they didn't know was two

drink to the wrong person.” "Who did you give it

think I saw

crazy? That's for Miss Andrews.

decided, they took off their uniforms

the Bentley, Sylvia was struggling in Franklin's arms. She was startled

"Don't move!" Franklin groaned.

his hand, and the woman's pretty face was rigid, with those

were terrifyingly burning, and so was his handsome

down