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?

clear explanation," said the young man on the left. He had a scar on his eyebrow, but he was handsome. The scar added a touch of recklessness and

coldly, with the same contemptuous gaze

master, like

looked at Cullen and asked, "So,

be more concerned about him than I am?" Sylvia blinked her watery eyes, feeling a bit incredulous. "So,

suddenly had a red pill in

him away. How could I care about his life and death? The one who cares about his life and death

it took her a while before she continued, "What about Countless Love

what kind of president would I be?" Cullen laughed arrogantly. "Besides... I was the

had never been pushed to such an extent before. She gritted her teeth and said, "Is your purpose to force

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 all... I lived just fine

be yours." The scarred man took out a document and

with her finger. There was only one line written on it: "Never appear

and her breathing

how she felt inside. Her scalp felt tight, and looking at that line made her feel like she was

her throat and asked

and met Sylvia's shocked and panicked gaze.

private room fell into a dead

Cullen's icy gaze, Sylvia's eyes showed obvious attack but also compromise. Her expression became dull as she stared at the life-saving pill in front of her. "You're despicable." Her head felt empty, despair spreading in her eyes. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

took a deep breath before coughing

a face that had an alluring beauty that penetrated deep into one's bones.

So what?

just

one condition." Sylvia took a deep breath and endured the excruciating pain in her heart. She forced a pale

expression suddenly turned impatient. He was

was already a great honor for him to meet

she think she

you leave the young 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

pleasure in 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 more benefits for herself. Lukas must be taken away by me. Even if you don't agree, I have ways to forcefully take him away. Would you

this time I can't save Franklin, but it doesn't mean I can't

a god; she wasn't

just a woman who wanted her loved one to be

turned extremely ugly. For the first time in his life, he felt that a woman could be so

for a while before saying,

smiled beautifully like a flower blooming in the dark

you very much, Mr.

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

The scarred man stopped