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?

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 handsome. The scar added a touch of recklessness and coldness to his

looked at Sylvia coldly, with the

master,

looked at Cullen and asked, "So,

Maskelyne like this!" The scarred man glared at her angrily. "If you 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 about him

world." Cullen suddenly had a red pill in his hand. He smiled arrogantly

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

leave him," Sylvia said calmly. Her throat felt dry, and it took her a while before she

am the president. If I can't even get an antidote, what kind of president would I be?" Cullen laughed arrogantly.

extent before. She gritted her teeth

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 for so many years without him as my son," Cullen raised an eyebrow,

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

silent as she casually flipped through it with her finger. There was only

instantly, and her breathing

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

cleared her throat and asked softly, "What if I

and panicked gaze. "Then you can leave.

fell into a dead

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

and she took a deep breath before

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

So what?

needed more than just a woman

deep breath and endured the excruciating pain in

Know your place! You have no right to negotiate with me!" Cullen's triumphant expression suddenly turned impatient. He was the president; he had always

great honor for him to meet this lowly woman today,

did she think

for us to make you leave the young master. By treating you with such respect right now, we've already given you face," said the

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

a god;

wanted her loved one

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

a while before

beautifully like a flower blooming

you very much,

water in her

The