After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

“Tyrell and Kaitlin sold my sister to you? Why don't they sleep with you? They took your money. You go find them!" Franklin looked at him condescendingly, and there was hatred in his eyes.

"A rubbish like you doesn't deserve to lay a finger on my sister! She'll never marry you no matter what!"

Sylvia was touched slightly when she heard Franklin's words.

She had always thought that this man was cold and indifferent to his younger siblings. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Last time when Poppy was poisoned, Sylvia had sensed Franklin's concern for Poppy, but she hadn't expected his emotions to be so intense.

After the mania attacked him and he recovered, she finally understood him. He was actually very passionate on the inside.

Poppy shrank weakly in Sylvia's arms, her big eyes staring blankly at Franklin.

"Franklin ..."

This was the first time that she felt like Franklin was like a warm shelter. She had always thought that she and James were closer, but at this moment, she suddenly realized that Franklin and Sylvia were the ones who sheltered her from the disasters, while she and James were like their children ...

She hated her old stupid self more, when she thought of how mean she was to Sylvia and how she looked down upon Sylvia.

At that time, she was really blind to think such a tough woman was an eye candy and gold digger that relied on the Maskelyne family.

She regretted it.

Her heart was full of mixed feelings.

Sylvia had divorced Franklin, but whenever she was in trouble, Sylvia would come to help her out.

She finally couldn't help but ask, "Sylvia, why are you helping me? Don't you hate me?"

Sylvia raised her hand and stroked her hair.

She softly said, "I know that you are a good girl. You know what? I used to have a real sister. She is about the same age as you. I often wonder what it would be if my sister was still alive. So ... I've seen you as my real sister."

hold back her tears. She hugged Sylvia

was full of

a real

cruel this should

stepping on Hale's chest

had passed away? He really knew

that Hale's body was convulsing and blood gushed from his

his eyes were rolled and he screamed, fainting

so light a punishment.” Sylvia helped Poppy get up from the ground, and her cold eyes scanned Hale, as if she was looking at a disgusting

"How about ... this?"

room. Sylvia then saw Franklin's foot, which

stepped on it

a coma, was awakened by the

"Ah! Ah!"

“It hurts!"

screams echoed over the

of Hale, who were controlled by the men

the screams were

his foot contentedly, looking at Hale who was sweating

face was pale, and the feeling of his dick being trampled off was so heartbreaking that

"Franklin...you must die!"

"Go to hell!"

Franklin, but the latter

you're indeed rich, but ... why don't you think about it? Why

trembled. His face turned paler, but Tyrell and his wife told him that the research lab would develop a drug that can prolong life

was why he was

he would definitely not have

to you. What's more, they can't make it

possible? How can it be? They wouldn't lie

one paid any attention