After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 599

“Yeah, Mr. Gracia, say something! After all, this medicine is meant for my dad." Jazlynn also said curiously, "It's best if it's real; if it's fake ..." She didn't say anything further, but her expression revealed her true thoughts. She just wanted Sylvia to get slapped in the face!

She even privately hoped that the medicine was fake; even if the old Mr. Bennett could not take the good medicine, she wanted to see Sylvia was hit in the face.

Dozens of pairs of eyes were fixed on Weston, and the whole corridor was quiet.

Franklin's eyes were downcast, his thick eyelashes covering his eyelids as he kept his eyes on the phone screen.

It was like everything here had nothing to do with him.

He was so quiet that even his breathing was silent.

And his other hand had been holding Sylvia's waist, so that the latter would not slide down.

She stayed nestled in his arms, breathing evenly.

Just then ...

Weston suddenly bent his straight back, lowered his head, and in a respectful tone, rushed the woman, "Boss, don't sleep ... wake up?" Not only respectful, but also damn careful.

like Jonathan treating Sylvia

shocked and stared

What happened?

owner of Urgford's largest auction house who everyone called

quite extraordinary. He had a wide range of contacts, and knew countless

Now...

a

revealed a look of

anticipation and the longing in her eyes before, all turned into

her face twitched, "What did you ... you

about her image as an expert or a professor, she was so shocked that her voice almost cracked, "Mr. Gracia,

he condescend to

Alondra up when she almost fainted. Her high-class demeanor disappeared completely

a mistake? She ... is just some country doctor from Larro, a small place, she ... is justa ..." Sabrina was about to say something else when she was suddenly interrupted by Weston's displeased voice, "Miss Hogan, please mind your manners and status. Although my

resounding

could feel how much he

faintly bloodshot, revealing her discomfort due to lack of sleep. She had a bad sleep; it meant

hold back her anger

raised her bloodshot eyes and scanned Alondra and Sabrina,

faintly hoarse, "No one thinks you're dumb if you don't speak. Scream again, I will teach you a good

Do you really think you're a