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."

around her

satisfaction and glanced at Franklin from the corner of

his gaze and said, "Boss, I wanted to talk to you about something but you look tired today. Let's

and said, "This scarf is nice and warm." She didn't notice Franklin's dark

to come see an auction with

she stood outside the hotel, feeling

meant that she had no

Old Mr. Wells' tea party this year? Do you

Mr. Wells hold

"Yes," Weston answered.

I'll attend it for the Old Mr. Wells’ sake," Sylvia said impatiently while giving him a glance. "Why do you always talk

finally started shooing him away with

before pulling her into his arms gently, after which they left together while being intimate with each other in public view, causing Weston's eyes behind

and domineering as he stared at Weston who remained unfazed by it all while smirking

fell from above without any

intense confrontation which was

left quietly by himself instead of getting involved further

Franklin, I'll head back to the hospital now!

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

realized something - she was very

to eat and then go to sleep," he said, his eyes fixed on her face. After a moment, he added, "I'm really angry." "Huh?

neck?" Franklin walked up to her and hooked his finger around

that the knot was actually

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

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

a problem - Franklin

with fire." Sylvia continued to provoke him, "Master Franklin, I

speaking, she saw Franklin's handsome face turn

roughly grabbed onto the scarf in

he still hadn't managed to

sense

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

felt sorry for Weston's

sinister gaze revealed possessiveness, "Only things

this person had become one of those Mary Sue CEO types again! Before she could voice out anything more, she saw Franklin directly

in the mall." "Are you crazy?" Sylvia touched her

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

is