After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 775

Isla’s face turned even redder at the words, "Shut up!"

If she had known earlier that this man was not really a top guy in the bar, she wouldn't have picked him!

During that time, she went to the bar to get drunk in order to get over her unrequited love for Franklin. She wanted to just give herself away, so she had a one-night stand.

She randomly picked the most handsome guy in a bar and ended up unintentionally provoking the wrong man.

Soren had been busy with training lately and was fully occupied.

He didn't expect to run into her at MI6.

"Who allowed you to sneak away and even dared to humiliate me by leaving behind a hundred dollars? My net worth is in the billions. You slept with me, so you must take responsibility.”

Soren squinted his eyes and stared at Isla.

Isla was so angry that she covered his mouth directly and said, “Stop talking... Don't say it again!"

It's like trying to get ivory out of a dog's mouth, this man just can't stop talking.

Here is MI6. If her colleagues hear this, she will be embarrassed.

She was already blushing with embarrassment, and now Soren's teasing made her even more red-faced.

Sweat beads glisten on the nose, making it look particularly delicate and charming.

She almost lost all strength and was about to collapse.

Isla wanted to escape, but the next second she was lifted up by Soren, a tall and sturdy man who grabbed her in front of him.

Then... he strode towards the room arranged for him by MI6.

The man kicked open the door of the room, making a loud bang sound. Isla hadn't even had time to react before the man threw her onto the bed. As she struggled to get up, she saw Soren lock the door without hesitation.

There was a man's jersey hanging above the cabinet on top of her head.

was so angry that she didn't know what to say. She seemed to have no chance of winning, whether it was physical strength or

jersey and sat down in front, lifting Isla

just a regular guy at the bar, and I don't usually watch basketball games.

seemed completely oblivious. "You smell amazing,” Soren buried his nose in her neck and spoke in a husky voice. It was

a shower first, and I'll wait for you here," Isla suppressed her own heart palpitations as she

all the sweat on his body. So

was no one in the room? Her scent still lingered in the air but she

met again you could escape?" In recent days, news of MI6 playing a friendly match against Club Ritter's professional basketball team had spread like wildfire across social media

showed that only 17% of people supported

turning her attention back to the basketball court where players were sweating profusely during their intense training session. She couldn't help but feel

its face couldn't be lost so this match had to end with

and said, "The heat surrounding Ashlyn has

since MI6 is rarely seen by public eyes due to its secretive

up this event beyond measure while

know that the old lady is fake, we can't do anything about it." It was too difficult to get the real old lady to

will go as Ritter Group wants it to," Franklin's fierce determination shone through his eyes. He no longer wanted

Sylvia held his hand tightly, her

final day of training, Vaughn and the others were visibly exhausted from the intense workouts. Their bodies had become even more toned and

everyone for dinner tonight,” Franklin announced in front of everyone. “Tomorrow is our official

want barbecue!" Vaughn

"l want sushi!"

of high-intensity training, they all wanted a good meal to satisfy their cravings. In the end, they

without any cars in tow - just walking

at an intersection! Vaughn

aside himself with agility but still got hit by the car's hood heavily

into a flower bed

There was a

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Franklin immediately ran towards Vaughn; they were originally some distance away from

his hand was injured badly: "Master... I may not be able to play

his hand while speaking those words aloud for all present there could

touched his arm then examined it closely: “Minor fracture; you

news: "What should we do? The match will be held