After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 672

However, she didn't have the mood or time to argue with Isla here. She glanced at the time and walked over to Ricardo's bedside, starting to remove the needles.

After removing all of the thin and long silver needles from Ricardo's head, she put away the needles. She said to Franklin, "He may wake up in about ten minutes.”

Franklin nodded his head and gave a cold glare towards Isla, who was disgusting and annoying.

He used to think that her computer skills were excellent when she was one of the top candidates for employment.

However, he did not expect her arrogance and conceit now. She completely disregarded Sylvia.

But Isla had not made any fundamental mistakes yet; MI6 would not be so ruthless as to eliminate someone who had contributed for several years just because of personal issues.

He suppressed his displeasure towards Isla. “Isla, have you finished everything in the technical department? You actually have time to waste here.”

"Master Franklin, Ricardo will wake up in a few minutes. I want to wait until he wakes up before I go back," said Isla.

Isla wasn't stupid; she naturally heard Franklin trying to get rid of her. But the more he repelled her like this, the more she wanted to stay here. The more she didn't want Sylvia to stay alone with him.

She was extremely jealous and bitter.

were filled with pleading as she said, "Let me see

didn't know better, they would

Franklin

so he leaned over

days," replied Sylvia as she put away her phone. Since Cody's case hadn't

ten minutes passed by, Ricardo still lay quietly on his hospital

waited silently without

it anymore, she spoke first, "Miss Andrews, could it be possible that your diagnosis is wrong? Why hasn't Ricardo woken up

that you simply don't

as young as

keep your mouth shut? You've been chattering all day long, and now dare question my

by a man before,

how can you be so

completely overturned her perception of the

looked a little depressed at Franklin and asked, "Master... how could

to you. I would rather have Jasper throw

struck by lightning and looked heartbroken with tears welling up in

Do you have to treat me like

head of MI6 just now; you know what punishment

tears but no one present