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.

obvious that Franklin was in a good mood, which he often was before he divorced

their marriage, all the employees of the company

he became irritable. Therefore, Jasper

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

Unfortunately, this was temporary.

shoulder, he would throw a hit. Therefore, Jasper concluded that Sylvia was the key to the change of Franklin's mood,

thinking,

car soon arrived at Townyer

out of the car without saying

patience with Kira and his coldness to the Andrews

go too far before

Otto a lesson

was grateful

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strange sound came from the belly of

an eyebrow. "I didn't expect your belly to rumble when you

shrug. “I'm

his sharp eyes and said in a low but seductive voice, "Trick or

flushed. "Well, I can cook for you." Franklin chuckled and said in a husky voice, "It seems you are very worried

was lost for

didn't mean that at all. This man

Sylvia entered the kitchen.

She began to cook.

all kinds of ingredients as if specially prepared for

little chicken breast. Besides, she also

was simple,

looking at Franklin, who was sitting on the couch and

was absorbed in work with sharp

for dinner when he

he looked her in

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