After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 1026

Tristan remained silent, his handsome face tight with a hint of coldness.

No one spoke on the way back.

The two brothers walked side by side directly to their residence.

A crescent moon cast a cold light in the sky. Tristan looked up at the dark, velvet-like sky. "What do we do now?"

"Grandfather has become much younger. What can we do?" Marcelo said in a deep voice. "We wait and see. The more critical the situation, the less we can panic or lose our composure. The Sweeney family is not yet ours to control."

Old Mr. Sweeney was always suspicious. The more they showed their strengths, the faster they would be eliminated.

It didn't matter if you were his grandson or his son; he would eliminate you just the same.

Descendants? If he wanted more, he could always have them!

Moreover, the Sweeney family had more descendants than just the two of them. Other cousins were also eyeing their position.

On the surface, the two brothers seemed to be in an enviable position, but in reality, they were walking on thin ice.

"I was too impatient," Tristan nodded. Marcelo, though taciturn, always hit the nail on the head.

"It's late. Go to sleep," Marcelo said calmly.

The brothers then went to their respective rooms.

As twins, they shared an indescribable bond and understanding.

The night grew deeper, but the presidential palace was as bright as day.

The President was so angry that he threw the cup in his hand. "Are you trying to drive me mad?!"

The cup shattered on the floor, pieces scattering everywhere.

In stark contrast to his enraged demeanor was the man sitting opposite him. The man's handsome face was nearly flawless, especially his deep, dark eyes that exuded a cold indifference. He wore black loungewear, which, despite its casual style, gave off an air of sternness as if it were battle armor.

Having such an outstanding son was both a source of pride and torment for the President.

Because he was too exceptional yet too indifferent, especially towards his father.

Even worse, this son was hard to control.

Having a puppet son would be easy; having a strong-willed son like a lone wolf was difficult.

Franklin held a white porcelain mug in his long fingers, tea leaves floating inside.

He took a sip. "Mr. President, did you come here in the middle of the night just to vent your anger at me?"

"Franklin, you must meet Lara tomorrow! I've already arranged the restaurant. All you need to do is have dinner. You must go," the President commanded, his eyes fixed on Franklin. The handsome man raised an eyebrow and sneered. "Am I your subordinate?"

grew even angrier. "You

separated for now, but we are not divorced," Franklin's

if you don't

you dare!" Franklin stood up abruptly, his long fingers gripping the mug so tightly that his knuckles turned white. Standing tall before the President, who was a few inches shorter, Franklin exuded an

"If you don't listen, do you think I

face turned ashen. "You can

is living with the Hipps family, very close to you! But unfortunately,

felt a sharp pain in

Sylvia is in Aettosa?

with the

swelled with a desire

thing; now that

stared at the President's sinisterly smug face. "So what are you gloating about? Does separating us make you happy? What good

is not worthy of you. Only a top socialite can help expand our

gleamed with madness. "Lara is highly educated, well-born, and

argue anymore. He knew the

smile. "Because... if you resist, I can have my assassins kill her right now! I heard she's highly skilled in martial arts; it's just a matter of

is insane!

moral standards; he's

him intensely as if trying to burn through the President's

being controlled made

Suddenly, he grabbed the

with his large

no right

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you

the President struggled for breath as his face turned

You ungrateful son...

Franklin to harbor such murderous

fainted

your father! How dare you treat me like this? The more you act this way, the less likely

with a meaningful smile. "You don't

face remained

as he watched the President quickly leave

but his thoughts were

undoubtedly up

cared; what mattered was that Sylvia was here with the Hipps

eyes and went to Jasper's

with the

given the intense conflict between the President and Franklin, he couldn't sleep

hesitating for a moment, he

treated my eyes was none other than

Franklin declared firmly.

the President, he quickly connected all the dots and reached

face turned pale; Franklin was too

was impossible to hide

wasn't time to

dared not hide anything from Franklin anymore. "Madam told me not to say...