After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

It was dark late at night.

A private jet was flying in the sky.

While operating the jet, Franklin called his subordinate to apply for a special aviation line.

"Yes, Captain Maskelyne. It's approved.”

"The fee of your special aviation line has been confirmed to be received.”

“The line is between Townyer Villa and Pearlhall Villa. Yes. It's your exclusive line. You can fly at any time without any more approvals in the future,” his SouthStar Airlines subordinate answered.

He wondered if Franklin was out of his mind to buy such a short- distanced airline or if he was just too wealthy.

Suddenly, he recalled that Logan, the president of Longevity Pharmaceuticals, stayed in Pearlhall Villa. The subordinate guessed if it meant Franklin had become Logan's boyfriend for real.

"How horrible!" The thought made him shiver.

Although both Franklin and Logan were handsome and wealthy, Franklin was married, wasn't he?

His wife had never been announced in public, though.

The subordinate believed that Franklin married to cover the truth of his sexual orientation, and so did Logan announce his girlfriend.

After returning to Pearlhall Villa, Sylvia wanted to go to bed as she would have many things to deal with the following day.

She returned to her bedroom and took a shower.

Shortly after, she walked out of the bathroom, holding a towel to dry her long hair.

While she was about to find the hairdryer, her bedroom door was pushed open.

Franklin stood at the door, holding the door frame with a hand and gazing at the woman under the bright light.

Her fair body was only wrapped in a shower towel.

and streamed along the skin, vanishing in the

made her too

a

evil sneer,

him

darted at him calmly, still drying her hair. "You intrude on my house. What

then, several tall, sturdy men

to shut them out, his eyes

too sexy now. He didn't want anyone else to see the

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and yelled, "Are you OK, Miss Andrews? A man flew a private

too good at fighting. We failed to

up and down and raised her voice to answer, "He's my

"OK, Miss Andrews."

glad you

of men turned

they discussed, "It turns out Boss" ex-husband is so

fighting, too.

He's handsome and good at fighting. It seems he's

is enough. Stop

doing. Remember. This man is her ex- husband, not

him. If her ex- husband makes trouble again, we shall still fight

more bodyguards to win

bully Boss again, we must teach him a lesson." Franklin had no

Meanwhile, in the bedroom.

Sylvia step by step, his tall figure emanating pressure. Then he stopped,

be loyal to her as well. They had the guts to stop him from breaking into

surprised. She had personally trained those men,

against all of them and

had known that Franklin was adept

couldn't help wondering how skillful he