Chapter 493

It was because Tyrell threatened him with her life, so Franklin chose to break up with her.

That must be it!

Why hadn't she realized before?

Thinking about it, Sylvia's almond eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at these brawny men in front of her.

"Just come at me! Bullying my man is what you are only capable of?" "The woman Master Franklin has a crush on is really hot!" The scarred man let out a laugh, a hint of mockery in his voice. "It's better for a woman to be gentle, or she won't end well."

“You're annoying."

Sylvia's red lips curled into a cold smile as she drew a pistol from her thigh and pointed it at the scarred man.

This was a world where the truly strong existed. She curled her red lips and stared coldly at the few men in front of her, they were not worthy of threatening her man!

Even more unworthy to appear in her sight!

They were a shame to her, a reminder of how humiliated Franklin had been because of her!

Killing them all was the best.

Sylvia's brow was furrowed and her almond eyes were full of impatience, and her icy tone sounded grim.

The scarred man looked at her arrogantly, “Do you think a woman is worthy of pointing a gun at me?"

He swiftly took out a gun and aimed it right at Sylvia's brow.

With a glare, he immediately pulled the trigger.

She was facing death, but she was still so arrogant. It looked like she really had a death wish!

It was difficult to quell his inner discontent without killing her.

“I hate it when a punk points a gun at me."

When the woman's clear and cold voice just came out of her lips, a whoosh sounded!

The scarred man only felt a stinging pain on the back of his hand.

The gun fell from his hand with a sound.

He stared in shock at the silver dagger stuck in the back of his hand. Bright red blood continued to gush out along the back of his hand.

“Is that all Tyrell's henchman is capable of? How can you threaten my husband? Is my husband someone you can look down on?"

The icy voice suddenly sounded in the scarred man's ear.

He was shaken. Looking up, he only saw the slender and slim woman had reached him.

The ink-like almond eyes stared at him with killing intent!

man was

his side? It only took a second or two for her

How was it possible?

he simply did not have

she sneered. Reaching out, she easily snatched the pistol

she reached out her left hand reached out

in front of her to make the latter being pressed to the ground in a twisted

"Ah!"

in pain, only to feel that his neck was going to be snapped

Sylvia had a sneer on her lips, her

pain in the man's neck and

bright face close to his. The woman's cold eyes reflected in his

What a terrible woman.

icy aura, but amazing fighting

scarred man

woman was so

doing what Tyrell told me

scarred man couldn't care less about the pain on his body. He kept struggling and kept

front of him, and

in fear,

and

man with cold eyes, "My wife loves me, so she protects me. How dare you make

in his dark eyes grew deeper

he could clearly feel it. She was angry at Tyrell's shamelessness and the humiliation and bullying he

his gaze became. It warmed him that his wife was so protective of

was dealing with the men, he heard

other, all eyes

Bang!

rang out violently and everyone stared at Sylvia in shock and disbelief, only to see her

her who shot a bullet in the

went off, the man who was fighting with Franklin fell to the ground

with displeasure. His large palm reached out

shivering as he looked at the terrible

and revenge on them for their bad deeds. If they dare to fight against my

face was white with fear and his legs were weak. It was so terrible

been playing weak in front of Tyrell all

was weak? How dare Tyrell provoke Franklin? How dare he

have a mania? Wasn't he put in a

was he suddenly like a different person? Was he even resisting? "Victory often comes from the unexpected.” Sylvia glanced at Franklin, pulled

up falling in

stunned, "Honey, you're really

then hooked the corners of his lips and blossomed into a seductive smile, “I'm

that his wife was

She was really sweet.

Franklin's smile, Sylvia dismantled the pistol and

your parents are not ordinary people.

She raised an eyebrow.

right, honey.” Franklin walked over. Thinking of how he was just being protected by Sylvia, he felt warmth flood

took Sylvia's hand, “Let's go

time inside

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