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

How was it possible?

simply did not have time

curled her lips slightly and she sneered. Reaching out, she easily snatched the pistol that the scarred man had just picked up

she reached out her left hand reached out to grab the scarred

of her to make the latter

"Ah!"

only to feel that his neck was going to be snapped by

gun at me." Sylvia had a sneer on her lips, her almond eyes all

in the man's neck

bright face close to his. The woman's cold eyes reflected in his pupils, so he couldn't

What a terrible woman.

icy aura, but

just a moment, the scarred

was so

just doing what Tyrell told me to. I'm just a

couldn't care less about the pain on his body. He kept

was staring at him coldly in front of him, and those beautiful cold black eyes shone with killing

in fear, "Help!

several other men saw this and came towards Sylvia and

warmth, and then looked at a few big man with cold eyes, "My wife loves me, so she protects me. How

grimness in his dark eyes grew deeper

clearly feel it. She was angry at Tyrell's shamelessness and

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

the men, he heard a

people looked at each other,

Bang!

gunshot rang out violently and everyone stared at Sylvia in shock

as if it wasn't her who shot

the man who was fighting with Franklin fell to the ground with

filled with displeasure. His large palm reached out

man was left shivering as

on them for their bad deeds. If they dare to fight against my woman, don't blame me for

fear and his legs

weak in front

impression that Franklin was weak? How dare Tyrell provoke Franklin? How dare he treat Franklin like that

he put in a cage by

even resisting? "Victory often comes from the unexpected.” Sylvia glanced at Franklin, pulled the corner of her

up falling in a

"Honey, you're

his lips and blossomed into

that his wife was really impressing him more and

She was really sweet.

Franklin's smile, Sylvia dismantled the pistol and tossed it into the cliff's

your parents are not ordinary people. No need to

She raised an eyebrow.

over. Thinking of how he was just being protected by

hand, “Let's

at this time inside the tent on

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