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

in front, lifting Isla

you weren't just a regular guy at the bar, and I don't usually watch basketball games. I had no clue

man's behavior, but he seemed completely oblivious. "You smell amazing,” Soren buried his nose

take a shower first, and I'll

man nodded, feeling like something was off but also uncomfortable with all the sweat on his body. So he turned around and went

when he came out again, there was no one in the room? Her

we 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 platforms. Some even started polls asking which team

only 17% of people supported

her attention back to the basketball court where players were sweating profusely during their intense training session. She couldn't help but feel nervous for them as it was clear they were giving it their all - pushing themselves

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

warning and said, "The heat surrounding Ashlyn has been overshadowed by

by public eyes due to its secretive nature; people

coldly. "Yes! They've managed to hype up this event beyond measure while

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

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

definitely won't lose!" Sylvia held his hand tightly,

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

Franklin announced in front of everyone. “Tomorrow is our official match day so

barbecue!" Vaughn couldn't

"l want sushi!"

to satisfy their cravings. In the end, they decided on going together towards

gate without any cars in tow -

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teammate beside him before quickly jumping aside himself with agility but still got

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were originally some distance away from him when he got hit unexpectedly like

was injured badly: "Master...

he tried hard not show how much pain he felt in his hand while speaking

it closely: “Minor

"What should we do? The