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.

out some words but couldn't seem to say anything

she be calm like Sylvia

again showing weakness in front of this man! Damn it! Sometimes

thought about NorthWind Airlines behind Darius; he suppressed all his previous irritations and licked his face while addressing Darius, "Mr. Foster, can we buy more than

selling five planes to you

Not even one!

President's face froze instantly, and the muscles on

isn't he selling

Middle Evroya. They know that Franklin is the head of SouthStar Airlines, and it

is

purchase new ones

the President's pale face, and he

of security emanating from the man. The next second, she was

man's sturdy chest. Feeling it through think fabric, she couldn't help

dryness and redness made it difficult for her to breathe, almost causing her to

lingered around her breath, so intoxicating that it made

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

"Mr. President, because..."