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

smooth shoulders made her too appealing. Franklin's gaze was

expect to see such a fantastic scene

darkened. With an evil sneer,

him

hair.

then, several tall, sturdy men

instantly slammed the door to shut them out, his eyes glimmering with a

didn't want anyone else to see

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you OK, Miss Andrews? A man flew a private jet and hit us just

good at fighting. We failed

up and down and raised her voice

"OK, Miss Andrews."

you are

of men turned

discussed, "It turns out

at fighting, too. We didn't win against

and good at fighting. It seems he's also

is enough. Stop being so nosy,

knows what she's doing. Remember. This man

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

more bodyguards to

lesson." Franklin had no idea that

Meanwhile, in the bedroom.

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

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

was surprised. She had personally trained those men, and none

were outstanding fighters. However, Franklin won against all of

adept

wondering how skillful