After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 598

"Because you knew the medicine was fake, you were guilty and scared.”

Alondra curled her red lips slightly in triumph, as if she had spotted Sylvia's weakness.

She was sure that medicine provided by Sylvia were fake.

She didn't think someone like Sylvia could have so many pills of RL 133.

Maybe some bigwig or senior official could own so many, but it could never be Sylvia, a shallow doctor from Larro.

Alondra sneered as she stared at Sylvia condescendingly as if she were the sanctioner.

Sylvia stood expressionless, seeing Alondra, the so-called expert, as a clown, "Do what you want. You can say whatever you want."

She sat down directly on a bench aside and folded her arms above her chest, "I'll just wait here for your identification."

Franklin came over and sat next to her, his long arms reaching out to wrap her into his arms.

His large, slender hand reached out to press her head onto his shoulder, "You can sleep for a while in my eyes."

So...

Everyone in the room stared at the scene in shock.

slowly closed her eyes and

rushed over non-stop. Then she was surrounded by so many ridiculous people who babbled nonsense all along,

crowd,

hour later when Mr. Gracia

stepped out of the elevator with a young man, her face smug and complacent as if she was ready to crush

seen

She felt excited.

this

of the

greeted Weston immediately, looking at him with a warm smile on

pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looked elegant and gentle, not at all like the owner of Urgford's largest auction house, or the rumored

secretly speculated that Weston would expose Sylvia's lies and hit Sylvia in

had her eyes closed, with a look

if unaware of Weston's arrival, Sylvia was still

bottle of RL 133 here, and I heard that one pill was auctioned off on your auction some time ago, so I guess you know it very well. Can you help to identify whether this bottle is real or not?" Alondra smiled

going on? Since Sylvia was here, she wasn't needed here to identify

Alondra had a great reputation in Urgford. Weston, as a sophisticated man, would show some respect

handed the bottle of

because she was too nervous, the transparent porcelain bottle in her hand was faintly wet with her sweat. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters

it and sneer

this drug was 100%

small transparent porcelain bottle into his hand, then opened it and poured

brown pill lay quietly in