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."

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

in satisfaction and glanced at Franklin from the corner of

withdrew his gaze and said, "Boss, I wanted to talk

nodded her head and said, "This scarf is nice and warm."

come see an auction with me the day after tomorrow?" Weston

Sylvia replied coldly as she stood outside the hotel, feeling

that she had no time for

year? Do you

Wells hold

"Yes," Weston answered.

for the Old Mr. Wells’ sake," Sylvia said impatiently while giving him a glance. "Why

with impatience in her voice, Franklin felt

gently, after which they left together while being intimate with each other in public view, causing Weston's eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses

he stared at Weston who remained unfazed by it all while

fell from above without

to their intense confrontation which was too much for someone like him to

if he left quietly by himself instead of getting

nervously before saying goodbye respectfully, "Boss, Master Franklin, I'll head back to

gave a slight nod while walking away hand-in-hand with Franklin towards their hotel suite where they ordered room

suddenly realized something -

he added, "I'm really angry." "Huh? What are you angry about?" Sylvia was a bit slow

wearing another man's scarf around your neck?" Franklin walked up to her and hooked his finger around

discovered that the knot was actually tied very tightly. Damn

her neck. The style was nice, and so was the

can only wear the scarf given by me," Franklin's lips

problem

you jealous?" "Hehe," Franklin sneered, "Mrs. Maskelyne, you're playing with fire." Sylvia continued to provoke him, "Master Franklin, I really like this scarf. Hmm... I don't want to take it

speaking, she saw Franklin's handsome

grabbed onto the scarf in an attempt to take

some time, he still hadn't managed to untie

sense of impatience

strides towards a cabinet before finding 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 being cut

scarf offended you?" Sylvia felt sorry for Weston's gift

gaze revealed possessiveness, "Only things I give can

those Mary Sue CEO types again! Before she could voice out

get all brand new scarves from every counter in the mall." "Are you crazy?" Sylvia touched her own neck,"l only have one

me." Franklin's beautiful face sparkled with intense possessiveness, “I won't

is