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.

I am the leader of MI6! Don't mess around!" Isla was so angry that she didn't know what to say. She seemed to have no chance of

off his own jersey and sat down in

I had no idea you weren't just a regular guy at the bar, and I don't

Soren buried his nose in her neck and spoke in a husky voice. It was dangerously

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

uncomfortable with all the sweat on his body. So he turned around and

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

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 asking which team would

showed that only 17% of people supported

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

be lost so this match had to

without warning and said, "The heat surrounding Ashlyn has been overshadowed by our upcoming game.

public attention away from Ashlyn is key," Sylvia continued speaking confidently, "And since MI6 is rarely seen by public eyes due to its secretive nature; people are naturally curious about them! They've successfully hyped

managed to hype up this event beyond measure while effectively dissolving any relevance Ashlyn may have

that the old lady is fake, we can't

through his eyes. He no longer wanted to hide his strong aura and

Sylvia held his hand tightly, her eyes

others were visibly exhausted from the intense workouts. Their bodies had become even more toned and one of them had even lost several pounds due to

“Tomorrow is

Vaughn couldn't help

"l want sushi!"

a good meal to satisfy their cravings. In the end, they decided on

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

towards several members of MI6 at an intersection! Vaughn immediately shouted

jumping aside himself with agility but still got

hard before falling into a flower bed

so fast! There was a

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towards Vaughn; they were originally some distance

but his hand was injured badly: "Master...

pain he felt in his hand while speaking those words aloud for all present there could hear

it closely: “Minor fracture; you need

upon hearing this news: "What should we do? The match will be