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."

scarf around her neck where traces of warmth were still left by

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

wanted to talk to you about something but

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

an auction with me the day

coldly as she stood outside the

that she had no time for

this year? Do you have time for

Old Mr. Wells hold a tea party every three years? Is

"Yes," Weston answered.

impatiently while giving him a glance. "Why do you always talk so much? Are you done yet?

with impatience in her voice, Franklin felt slightly

windy 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 other in public view, causing Weston's eyes behind

stared at Weston who remained unfazed by it all

above without any

confrontation which was too much for someone

it would be best if he left quietly by himself instead of

before saying goodbye respectfully, "Boss, Master Franklin, I'll head back to the hospital now! Call

where they ordered room service shortly afterwards asking each other what they wanted to eat

- she was

eyes fixed on her face. After a moment, he added, "I'm really angry." "Huh?

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

he discovered that the knot was actually tied very tightly. Damn

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

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

problem -

"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

saw Franklin's

well-defined fingers roughly grabbed onto the scarf in an attempt to take

he still

be an inexplicable sense of impatience emanating from

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 into two pieces by those scissors with a

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

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

CEO types again!

Sylvia

per day, and they must all be gifts from me." Franklin's beautiful face sparkled with

Weston is just my