After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

She looked good, had a curvy figure, and a good temperament, and she was indeed a rich lady.

"Come on. Sit down quickly." Hale stood up from the sofa, very satisfied with Poppy's appearance. In particular, she was so young.

He couldn't be happier.

Tyrell said lightly, "Mr. King, I've sent my daughter to you. I hope you can keep your promise and transfer the money as soon as possible." "Okay, that's for sure. I'll transfer it now. I won't deceive you."

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“Then thank you, Mr. King." Mrs. Maskelyne couldn't help but laughing. "Honey, let's go, don't bother Mr. King and Poppy."

"Honey, you're right.” Tyrell curled his lips and looked at the 300 million that had just been on his account. "Mr. King, do whatever you want." His tone of voice was extremely meaningful.

It was extremely harsh to Poppy's ears, and she felt that in Tyrell's heart, she was not a daughter at all, but a pawn that could be exchanged for money.

She felt extremely uncomfortable, as if there were many steel needles stabbing her heart at the same time.

The pain was so intense that she almost suffocated.

She covered her chest in agony. She wanted to escape but had nowhere to go.

Was this really her fate?

Did she have to resign herself to being at the mercy of others, having no dignity, human rights, or her own ideas!

After sending Mr. and Mrs. Maskelyne away, Hale sent away all the servants in the living room.

"No one can step here without my order.”

At these words, the servants immediately went back to their own rooms.

In the large living room, only Poppy and Hale were left.

Seeing the man's pot belly and ugly face, Poppy retched.

She said reluctantly and indignantly, "Mr. King, I was forced. Please spare me."

at a cost of 300 million. How can I let you go?" Mr. King rubbed

best if you

Poppy

approached step by step towards the young girl and began to

let you know how great I am

flesh on his stomach trembled as he

to throw up, she closed her eyes and looked at the man. "If you dare to come over again, I'll call the police!"

The man wasn't fear.

hand pressed onto Poppy's shoulder, and Poppy

Her heart was racing.

Franklin come?

she simply ran towards the door. She couldn't just sit there and wait for someone to come. She could only protect

footsteps came from behind her, and she had just run a few steps when she

witch roofie in

front of her, raised his hand and cupped her chin. “Want to escape? It's not that easy! " said the man who began to unbuckle his belt. When the belt slipped, his pants ... was also thrown

large eyes full of helplessness and despair. "Please

beg me! I'm going to fuck you!" Hale

was

Hale was shocked.

looked towards

saw that the door of

woman

woman was

features and

eyes

pair of white high heels on her feet, which set off her

Hale the moment she saw Sylvia,

huh?" His lecherous gaze fell

known to all that Franklin's secret wife was Sylvia, who was not only a piano master, but also a master of painting and calligraphy,

more beautiful than in

"Another beautiful lady, are you going to sleep with me? It's better

coldly, and even just a glance made her feel sick. "Rubbish! You're not worthy to inhale the same air as me at

and grabbed Poppy's neck, “Look carefully, this woman was