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."

of 300 million. How can I let you go?" Mr.

you could give me a

You're dreaming!" Poppy scolded him in

towards the young girl

you know how great I am in

stomach trembled

help but want to throw up, she closed her eyes and looked at the man. "If you dare to come over again, I'll call the police!" “Just do it

The man wasn't fear.

hairy hand pressed onto Poppy's shoulder,

Her heart was racing.

Sylvia and Franklin come?

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

she had just run a few steps when she

witch roofie

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

head, a pair of large eyes full of helplessness and despair.

I'm

was

Hale was shocked.

towards

saw that the door of the

tall woman

was dressed

and face were

sharp eyes

pair of white high heels on her feet, which

she saw Sylvia, her big beautiful eyes filled with

huh?" His lecherous

had been 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, and had invested in

thought she looked more beautiful

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

a glance made her feel sick. "Rubbish! You're not worthy to inhale

out and grabbed Poppy's neck, “Look carefully, this woman was sold to me by Tyrell and his wife.