Sylvia's reason told her that Otto was her biological father. No matter what Otto did, she couldn't beat him herself.

She could beat anyone else who did bad things to her grandma.

But Otto was her biological father.

Even so, Sylvia knew she could ruin him.

The Bentley was moving on the highway.

Franklin looked sideways at Sylvia, who was sitting beside him in deep thought.

“It's late. Just come back with me to Townyer Villa. Your friends in Pearlhall Villa should be asleep, so your return will wake them up." “You have never been so considerate to Logan's people. It's particularly ridiculous for you to say so." Sylvia raised an eyebrow.

Franklin did do whatever it took to take her back.

It was shameless of him to say this.

He would never be considerate.

Franklin was not angry with what Sylvia said.

With a smile, he said, "Of course, you can refuse me."

Sylvia looked at him and felt he was still the man he used to be when they got married.

After they divorced, Franklin became irritable.

But now, he was not angry at all.

How strange!

Jasper knew the reason.

a good mood, which he often was

of

he became irritable. Therefore, Jasper knew Franklin's mood swings

time with Sylvia and he enjoyed the talk with Kira. As a result, he was in a good

Unfortunately, this was temporary.

concluded that Sylvia was

was hard to guess what Franklin was thinking, Jasper knew he

arrived at Townyer

the

patience with Kira and his coldness to the Andrews

couldn't go too far before

taught Otto a lesson for

was grateful to

Sylvia entered the villa, she would naturally sleep in the guest room. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet

sound came from

raised an eyebrow. "I didn't expect your belly

a shrug. “I'm a human,

low but seductive voice, "Trick

flushed. "Well, I can cook for you." Franklin chuckled and said in a husky voice, "It seems you are very worried about me. What a good wife you are! And I

was lost

that at all. This man always misinterpreted her

Sylvia entered the kitchen.

She began to cook.

refrigerator was filled with all kinds of ingredients as if specially prepared for

some shiitake mushrooms and a little chicken breast.

what she made was simple,

dining room, looking at Franklin, who was sitting on the couch and holding a

absorbed in work with sharp

when he looked away from the laptop's

he looked

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