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 neck where traces of warmth were still left by him

and

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

warm." She didn't notice Franklin's dark expression or Weston

come see an auction with me the

she stood outside the hotel,

that she had no time for

tea party this year? Do

sobered up a bit and asked, "Does the Old Mr. Wells hold a tea party every

"Yes," Weston answered.

then, I'll attend it for the Old Mr. Wells’ sake," Sylvia said impatiently while giving him a glance. "Why do you always talk so much? Are you done yet? If so,

away with impatience in her voice,

here. Let's go back inside," Franklin suggested before pulling her into his arms gently, after which they left together while being intimate with each

Weston who

above without any

away unnoticed, due to their intense confrontation which was too much

he left quietly by himself instead of getting involved further into

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

walking away hand-in-hand with Franklin towards their hotel suite where they

something - she was

order whatever you want 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? What are you angry about?" Sylvia was

up to her and hooked his finger around

knot was actually tied

The style was nice, and so was the color. She came to

scarf given by me," Franklin's

finally realized a problem -

to laugh, "Master Franklin, are 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

speaking, she saw Franklin's handsome face turn

scarf in an attempt to take

after some time, he still

inexplicable sense of

on doing?" Before she

scarf offended you?" Sylvia felt sorry for

revealed possessiveness, "Only things

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

all brand new scarves from every counter in the mall." "Are you crazy?" Sylvia touched her own neck,"l only have one head okay? How can I wear so many

be gifts from me."

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