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?

no need for him to personally meet you. But because you've been with the young master for so many years, he came to give you a clear explanation," said the young man on the left. He had a scar on his eyebrow, but he was

with

master,

Andrews... Heh," Sylvia looked at Cullen and asked, "So, Franklin's

don't want anything to happen to the young master, be sensible and leave immediately." "He is your son. Shouldn't you be more concerned

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

I could have thrown 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 in his

it took her a while before

get an antidote, what kind of president would I be?" Cullen laughed arrogantly. "Besides...

to such an extent before. She gritted her teeth and said, "Is

matter to me. After all... I lived just fine for so many years without him as my son," Cullen raised

sign this agreement, this antidote will be yours." The

remained silent as she casually flipped through it with her finger. There was only one line written on it: "Never

sank instantly, and her breathing

inside. Her scalp felt tight, and looking at that line made her feel

throat and asked softly, "What if I

shocked and panicked gaze. "Then you can leave. I'll

private room fell into

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

deep breath

you." Cullen looked at her with a face that had an alluring beauty that penetrated deep into one's bones.

So what?

needed more than just a woman

can sign this agreement, but... I have one condition." Sylvia took a deep breath and endured the excruciating pain in her heart. She forced a

right to negotiate with me!" Cullen's triumphant expression suddenly

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

did she think she

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

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

this time I can't

god;

just a woman who wanted her loved one to be safe and

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

lost in thought for a while before

a flower

very

and finished the remaining water in her cup. "Thank you

The scarred man stopped