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.

Don't mess around!" Isla was so angry that she didn't know what to say. She seemed to

in front, lifting Isla up and letting her straddle his

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

but he seemed completely oblivious. "You smell amazing,” Soren buried his nose in her

were all sweaty. You should take a shower first, and I'll wait for you here," Isla suppressed her own

feeling like something was off but also uncomfortable with all the sweat on his

was no one in the room? Her scent

"Did you think that if 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

of people supported MI6 while an overwhelming 83% supported Club

session. She couldn't help but feel nervous for them as

couldn't be lost so this match

said, "The heat surrounding Ashlyn has been overshadowed by our upcoming game. That's the

public eyes due to its secretive nature; people are naturally curious

to hype up this event beyond measure

is fake, we can't do anything about it." It was too difficult

go as Ritter Group wants it to," Franklin's fierce determination shone through his eyes. He no longer wanted to hide his strong aura and a powerful energy burst

won't lose!" Sylvia held his hand tightly, her eyes shining

the intense workouts. Their bodies had

everyone for dinner tonight,” Franklin announced in front of everyone. “Tomorrow is our official match day so let's eat

I want barbecue!" Vaughn couldn't help but raise

"l want sushi!"

cravings. In the end, they decided on going together towards a nearby barbecue restaurant based on majority

they left MI6 headquarters’ gate without any cars in tow - just walking around

rushed towards several members of MI6 at an

aside himself with agility but still got hit by the

hard before falling into a flower bed by the

happened so fast! There

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

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

touched his arm then examined it

"What should we do? The match will