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.

hair and streamed along the skin,

water on her smooth shoulders made her too appealing. Franklin's gaze was glued to her

expect to see such a fantastic scene right after pushing

With an evil sneer, he said, "Sylvia, you are

made him chase

drying her hair. "You

several tall, sturdy men rushed

slammed the door to shut them out, his

He didn't want anyone

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yelled, "Are you OK, Miss Andrews? A

good at fighting.

Franklin up and down and raised her voice to answer, "He's my ex-husband.

"OK, Miss Andrews."

glad you are

of men

turns out

good at fighting, too. We didn't win against

and good at fighting. It seems he's also the company's

Stop being so

Remember. This man is her

again? We won't fight with him. If her ex-

gather more bodyguards

must teach him a lesson." Franklin had no idea that Sylvia's men had already expected to fight with

Meanwhile, in the bedroom.

toward Sylvia step by step, his tall figure emanating pressure.

to her as well. They had

personally trained those men, and none of them was weak

won against all of them

known that Franklin was adept at fighting, but his competence shocked

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