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."

his scarf around her neck where traces of warmth were still

in satisfaction and glanced at Franklin from the corner of

to talk to you

said, "This scarf is nice and warm." She

you want to come see an auction with

coldly as she stood outside

she had no time

Old Mr. Wells' tea party this year?

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

"Yes," Weston answered.

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

away with impatience in her voice, Franklin felt slightly

after which they left together while being intimate with each other in public

as he stared at Weston who remained unfazed by it all while smirking provocatively before

above without any

slipping away unnoticed, due to their intense confrontation which was too much for someone like him

best if he left quietly by himself instead of getting involved further into their silent power

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

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

suddenly realized something - she was

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 he possibly

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 tied very tightly. Damn

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

only wear the scarf

finally realized a problem - Franklin

"Hehe," Franklin sneered, "Mrs. Maskelyne, you're playing with fire." Sylvia continued to provoke him, "Master Franklin, I really like this

as she finished speaking, she saw Franklin's handsome face

roughly grabbed onto the scarf in an attempt

after some time, he still hadn't managed

sense of impatience emanating

scissors. Sylvia blinked her eyes in confusion,"What do you plan on doing?" Before she could finish speaking she saw her scarf being cut into two pieces by those

you?" Sylvia felt sorry for Weston's gift now ruined by

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

Sue CEO types again! Before she could

counter in the mall." "Are you crazy?" Sylvia touched her own neck,"l only have one

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

Weston is just my