After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 711

After a moment, Vaughn spoke up, "But... our Miss Andrews actually... managed to handle this Trojan horse?"

"Wasn't it Zero who created this Trojan horse?" Isla swallowed nervously, suddenly struck by a terrible thought. She spoke slowly, "Could it be that Miss Andrews is Zero?"

“You're talking nonsense!" Vaughn immediately rejected the idea. "How could she be a spy? Zero is definitely a man and besides... Zero is a spy with countless tasks to attend to. How could he be someone idle like Miss Andrews? And why would he come here with us to the Middle Evroya?"

As he spoke, Isla began to see some sense in his words.

"I was just guessing randomly,” she said hesitantly. "If it really were Miss Andrews though, then wouldn't we have met a spy in our lifetime?" “Isla.” Vaughn looked at her with mixed emotions.

"What's wrong?" Isla blinked her eyes.

"I feel like ever since you met Miss Andrews, you've been daydreaming quite heavily," Vaughn scrutinized her from head to toe. "Are you perhaps a lesbian? All your crush on our young master before was fake and your true love lies with Miss Andrews instead?"

"Get lost!" Isla couldn't help but punch him lightly on the arm as her face turned bright red and there was still some shyness in her beautiful eyes. "Miss Andrews is my idol for life! You know that right?"

"What are men compared to idols? Idols are my true love!"

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Extremely amazing!

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her notice. So she was sure she hadn't seen wrong. When Vaughn heard this, he

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a miserable death, but whoever became Sylvia's friend

and was grateful that she had stopped provoking Sylvia earlier. It would have been

in anger: Chaz couldn't contain his rage at how powerful this woman was. No wonder Franklin valued her