After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 985

The contempt and scorn in the middle-aged man's eyes surged towards Sylvia like a raging tide. However, she simply glanced at him expressionlessly and raised her hand to knock on the door.

There was no sound from inside the room.

She pushed the door open and stepped inside.

The middle-aged man's face darkened. "You really have no manners."

Sylvia gave him a cold look. "You're just an old man with a big mouth."

After speaking, she revealed a mocking smile.

With her naturally stunning and aloof appearance, her smile became even more radiant, instantly captivating.

The middle-aged man sneered at her. "Do you think you can feel satisfied by just showing off your tongue? Miss Andrews, is that all you're capable of?"

He also stepped into the private room.

Two young men dressed in royal guard uniforms followed him and stood on either side of him.

The timid one was probably scared out of his wits.

Yet Sylvia, after entering the private room, went straight to her seat and picked up the teapot, calmly pouring herself a cup of water.

She remembered clearly that the middle-aged man in front of her was Cullen Maskelyne, the president of Aettosa.

Heh...

Cullen Maskelyne.

"Not only do you lack manners, but you also lack education," Cullen said disdainfully as he looked Sylvia up and down. Especially after seeing her take the initiative to pour water for him, he felt that she was completely worthless. He couldn't understand what Franklin saw in her.

His gaze was extremely critical.

As if Sylvia were just a commodity.

Sylvia raised the cup to her lips and took a sip. "I didn't come here to listen to your nonsense, Mr. Maskelyne. I'm just an ordinary person. What are your conditions for saving Franklin?"

Cullen's eyes were filled with disdain as he looked at Sylvia. His voice was full of contempt. As the president, it was already a great honor for him to personally meet her. Yet she dared to set conditions? Who did she think she was?

you a clear explanation," said

coldly, with the same

master, like

Sylvia looked at Cullen and asked, "So, Franklin's biological father

be sensible and leave immediately." "He is your son. Shouldn't you be more concerned about him than I am?" Sylvia

antidote, there's only one in the world." Cullen suddenly had a red pill in his

him away. How could I care about his life and death? The one who cares about his life and death is you," Cullen said as he played with the pill

to leave him," Sylvia said calmly. Her throat felt dry, and it took her a while before she continued, "What about Countless Love Ties?

even get an antidote, what kind of president would I be?" Cullen

before. She gritted her teeth and said, "Is your purpose to force me

could it be? If you want him to live, you have to leave. If you don't want him to live, then stay by his side. It doesn't matter to me. After

this agreement, this antidote will be yours." The scarred man took out a document and pushed it in front

There was only one line written on it: "Never appear in front of

sank instantly, and her breathing became

scalp felt tight, and looking at that line made her feel like she

her throat and asked softly, "What if

gaze. "Then

fell into

in front of her. "You're despicable." Her head felt empty, despair spreading in her eyes. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access

deep breath before coughing heavily as if she could

he lives or dies is up to you." Cullen looked at her with a face that had an alluring beauty that penetrated deep into one's bones. There was a seductive charm emanating from his entire

So what?

son needed more than just a woman

pain in her heart. She forced a pale smile and displayed her unique pride

right to negotiate with me!" Cullen's triumphant expression suddenly turned impatient. He was the president; he had always been superior. Everyone bowed down

was already a great honor for him to meet this lowly woman today, yet she dared

she think she

master. By treating you with such respect right now, we've already given you face," said the scarred man as he spoke again. His cold gaze fell on Sylvia's face as

it. "You've always been so high and mighty, trampling on others' self-esteem and dignity to highlight your own nobility. But I'm just a woman who likes to seek

despair in her eyes. "Maybe this time I can't save Franklin, but it doesn't mean

god; she wasn't

woman who wanted her

first time in his life, he felt that a woman could be so

for a while before saying, "As

flower blooming in the

very

stood up and finished the remaining water in her cup. "Thank you for your

The