After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 733

"Mr. Foster, do you know Isabelle? This is my daughter Isabelle,” the President observed Darius’ attitude towards Isabelle and found her quite pleasing to the eye.

This stubborn girl was still somewhat useful, at least she looked pretty. Thinking of this, he immediately forgave Darius for his rude attitude towards him earlier.

Darius had cold eyes with a hint of meaning as he glanced at the President and spoke, "Miss Deleon and I are old acquaintances. However, Miss Deleon... may have already forgotten about me."

He knew her? Isabelle widened her beautiful eyes and searched for any information about Darius in her mind.

However... it was blank. Completely blank.

“I don't think I know you," Isabelle bit her pale lip in confusion as she looked at him.

Hearing her soft voice, Darius’ ears tingled and echoes of her moans reverberated in his mind. For so many years, those sounds haunted him like a constant reminder that kept him awake at night.

Darius’ lips curved into a slight smile with warmth in his eyes when he looked at Isabelle. "It's okay; for the rest of our lives together, I will make sure you get to know me well."

That statement was flirtatious yet seductive. Isabelle had never been in love before; being treated like this by such a handsome man made a faint blush appear on her pale face instantly.

stuttered out

wondering why couldn't she be calm like Sylvia all the time no matter where

weakness in front of

Airlines behind Darius; he suppressed all his previous irritations and licked his face while addressing Darius, "Mr. Foster, can we buy more than one of your latest planes from

could finish speaking, Dariuss interrupted, “I'm sorry, Mr. President, I planned on selling five planes to you guys cheaply but now I don't want to sell even

Not even one!

on the President's face froze instantly, and the muscles on his face seemed

isn't he

Evroya. They know that Franklin is the head of SouthStar Airlines, and it seems like they have made an agreement, MI6 will cooperate with them on new energy

is with

really need your new aircraft. Our current planes are aging and if we don't purchase new ones soon, how will

the President's pale face, and he reached out to help Isabelle up from

emanating from the man. The next second, she was firmly held in his

petite figure was tightly pressed against the man's sturdy chest. Feeling it through think fabric, she couldn't

difficult for her to breathe, almost causing

masculine scent lingered around her breath, so intoxicating

man's magnetic voice ringing in her ear. She could even feel the slight vibration of his chest as he

"Mr. President, because..."