After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 602

“That club is now the most promising one among all the esports clubs in the country.”

“I've always heard that Jonathan had a big investor behind him, but I never thought it would be Sylvia."

"I find it a bit strange. How could someone from a small town like Larro have such good investment vision for a club?"

"I think so too. It's too strange.”

"But even Mr. Gracia calls her "boss!"

Alondra and Sabrina overheard this conversation and felt nothing but sarcasm.

The two women looked at each other with eyes full of hatred.

Sabrina hugged Alondra tightly. “I must make my mother help me seek revenge."

"Sabrina, you have been wronged, it's my fault for not protecting you." Alondra cried uncontrollably. “It's all because of my incompetence." “No, you're not to blame. Sylvia is." Sabrina stared at the closed elevator doors with hatred in her eyes. "I've never been threatened like that before in my life - choked by someone holding onto my neck - I thought I was dying!"

"Sabrina, don't say anymore about it. Forget those unpleasant memories," Alondra held Sabrina tightly and said.

"Come on, let me take you away from here," she added.

Raiden didn't want to offend Alondra either; he walked over apologetically and said, "I'm sorry; I didn't expect Sylvia to really make it."

"Raiden... it doesn't matter anymore; there's no need to mention her again," Alondra looked defeated as she had never been slapped so hard before since becoming famous.

In fact, no one dared slap her face until today.

She lost face here today but she would definitely regain what she had lost someday soon...

She would make sure that Sylvia paid for what she did.

Sylvia and Franklin went straight back to their hotel after leaving the club.

Jonathan personally drove them there while Weston wanted to say something to Sylvia, and seeing Franklin's dark expression made him want to talk to Sylvia even more. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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At the hotel entrance, Weston deliberately untied his scarf which he had wrapped around his neck and flirtatiously wrapped it around Sylvia's slender neck, saying, "Urgford is colder than Larro; next time when you go out, wear something thicker."

spoke quickly yet smoothly wrapping up his scarf around her neck where traces of warmth were still left by him earlier

knot, he nodded in satisfaction and glanced at Franklin from the corner of his

wanted to talk to you about

head and said, "This scarf is nice and warm." She didn't notice Franklin's dark expression or Weston intentionally tying the

auction with me the day after tomorrow?" Weston

as she stood outside the hotel, feeling

that she had

year? Do you have time for that?" Weston

bit and asked, "Does the Old Mr. Wells

"Yes," Weston answered.

while giving him a glance. "Why do you always talk so much? Are you done yet? If so, I'm

him away with impatience in

being intimate with each other in public view, causing Weston's eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses to flash

cold-hearted and domineering as he stared at Weston who remained

above without

confrontation which was too much for someone like him to

left quietly by himself instead

respectfully, "Boss, Master Franklin, I'll head back to the hospital now! Call me if there's

away hand-in-hand with Franklin towards their hotel suite where they ordered room service shortly afterwards asking

something -

and then go to sleep," he said, his eyes fixed on her face. After a moment, he added, "I'm really angry." "Huh? What are you angry about?" Sylvia was a bit slow on the uptake. What could

another man's scarf around your neck?" Franklin walked up to her and hooked his finger around the knot of the scarf, then proceeded

he discovered that the knot was actually

Sylvia lowered her head and glanced at the gray-blue scarf around her neck. The style was nice, and so was

wear the scarf given

finally realized a problem

fire." Sylvia continued to provoke him, "Master Franklin, I really like this

speaking, she saw Franklin's handsome face turn dark

grabbed onto the scarf in

he still hadn't managed to

an inexplicable sense of impatience

a pair of scissors. Sylvia blinked her eyes in confusion,"What do you plan on doing?" Before she could finish speaking she saw her scarf

sorry for Weston's

revealed possessiveness, "Only things I give can appear on your

Sue CEO types again! Before she could voice out anything more,

from every counter in the mall." "Are you crazy?" Sylvia touched her own neck,"l only have one head okay? How can

must all be gifts from me." Franklin's beautiful face sparkled with

Weston is