After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 693

Jasper looked at Sylvia in awe, his eyes full of admiration. Miss Andrews was truly amazing to be able to handle this situation so well. “I know I'm amazing," Sylvia said in a cool voice.

Jasper's face suddenly turned black as he realized he had been staring at Sylvia for too long. He felt uncomfortable and couldn't believe he had been caught off guard by Miss Andrews.

Sylvia didn't bother with him and lazily leaned into Franklin's arms. She had a pleased smile on her lips knowing she could help Franklin with the ownership, usage rights, and mining rights of an entire island - what a great deal!

"Honey," Franklin's deep voice suddenly rang from above her head. When Sylvia looked up, she saw him looking down at her with no trace of his usual coldness or indifference but only indulgence.

"What do you want as your reward?" Franklin asked while gently caressing her jaw. Her silky smooth skin made it hard for him to let go; today she not only amazed him but also made his heart race and intoxicated him.

"A reward?" Sylvia raised an eyebrow when she heard that question from Mr. Maskelyne. "Can you pick stars for me?"

Looking at the way her lips curled up slightly, Franklin found it adorable that she rarely showed such liveliness since usually she was always so cold and distant towards others around her despite being only in her early twenties.

He tightened his grip on her chin before whispering softly into ear. “I can even get you the moon."

firmly yet tenderly. “I will give everything I have to you if you want." Sylvia blinked those dark eyes expectantly, "I want to see you dance..."

driving ahead heard their conversation and was slightly shocked by how easily Mr. Maskelyne agreed to Miss Andrews’ unreasonable request. Making such an aloof man dance would be

brakes, causing the car to emit a loud and jarring

woman in his arms tightly, making sure

his voice,

turned pale as he had almost collided with her just

who suddenly rushed out in

dishevelled, her hair was messy, but that beautiful face was permeated with a trace of a pitiful look that people couldn't help

held a roughly five-year-old little girl whose face was thin, looked as if she'd

them like

nudged Franklin's large hand that was clasped around her waist

man let go as instructed, and then opened the

child. The woman was sitting on

and it was clear that she was lucky since Jasper had braked in

the woman looked up in fear and stared with wide eyes at the two men and one woman standing