After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Looking at the dead cat on the ground, no one went up to take care of its corpse.

Tyrell was a ruthless and horrifying man.

"Frank." He called Franklin.

Franklin was stunned and looked up at Tyrell.

"Father."

"So, you still remember I'm your father?"

Tyrell snorted.

"Father..."

“You haven't visited your mother and me for almost two years. You must think you have grown mature enough to live without us now." “I'm sorry."

“I heard you divorced,” Tyrell said in a stern voice. He knew that his son didn't have much love for him.

Maybe he had been desperate to cut off all connection with him. Or maybe he might even want to...

"Father, you didn't care when I got married. Why are you asking me about my divorce now?" Franklin looked aloof.

Their relationship was even worse than that between two strangers. "Why should I care? You don't deserve it," Tyrell said coldly, "And you know why. You are the cruelest man in the world. You killed your sister. She was such a sweet girl and you killed her!"

Franklin lowered his head and closed his eyes.

"If accusing me is what you want me here for, there's no need for that." The anger in his eyes gave him away.

He felt heartbroken at the mention of his elder sister.

“You don't deserve anyone's love, so you divorced. And look at you, you can't even keep a woman. You are useless! You have money and power, so what? Your wife left you. Why? Because you are simply trash! You are a murderer who killed your sister!"

Tyrell started at Franklin, suddenly got up, walked up to him, and his cold voice sounded in Franklin's ear.

leave you. Because you don't deserve anyone's love, you should go to

"Stop! Stop talking!"

to him with his fist in

Blood gushed out.

and his demon-like voice echoed in the hall. He grabbed Franklin's hand, “Look, you can bleed? My daughter, died bleeding and it hurt thousand times

any time

a woman's voice

gorgeous, in a tailored dress that was embroidered with flowers. But her words were

walked up to Franklin. Her eyes blazed

slapped him in the face, but Franklin had been numb and didn't feel any pain. "You know why we called you here?" Kaitlin stared at him,

stared at

his heart hurt

if his head was going to

“Sylvia, where are you? I am so sad. I can hardly

Despair overwhelmed Franklin.

for all these years and he had

It was his fault...

all his

to access chapters of novels early and in the

all of a sudden and hit his

in black standing in the hall, “Lock him in the cage, and don't

up to Franklin, who was in mania. They couldn't control

he wanted to let it

pain and

had lost all

again and

fight Franklin

a tranquilizer gun and shot

of the hall by the men in black, Kaitlin said to Tyrell with a

annual torture of him is interesting?"

kissed Kaitlin on the