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.

who slowly closed her eyes and nestled on his shoulder for

really tired. She had barely slept, and rushed over non-stop. Then she was surrounded

the crowd, she could

was half an hour later when

with a young man, her face smug and complacent as if she was ready to crush

was as if she had seen the scene where

She felt excited.

this way

arrived in front of the crowd with Weston Gracia with her head held

at him

handsome face, wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looked elegant and gentle, not at all like the owner of Urgford's largest auction

would expose Sylvia's lies and

looking at Sylvia, who still had her eyes closed, with a look of watching a

Weston's arrival,

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 elegantly and decently as she looked at Weston. Weston raised an eyebrow and

was going on? Since Sylvia was here,

in Urgford. Weston, as a sophisticated man, would

breath, and handed the bottle of medicine in her hand to the

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it

this drug was

into his

lay quietly in