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 are my

now, but we are not divorced," Franklin's eyes flashed

you don't

disappears from this world, wouldn't that solve everything? "Don't you dare!" Franklin stood up abruptly, his long fingers gripping the

took a deep breath; after all, he was Franklin's father. "If you don't listen,

ashen. "You can

know? The woman you care about is living with the Hipps family, very

felt a sharp pain in

Sylvia is in Aettosa?

the Hipps

swelled with a desire that

one thing; now

the Hipps family immediately. His voice hoarse, he stared at the President's sinisterly smug face. "So

of you. Only a top socialite can help expand our nation's

with madness. "Lara is highly educated,

anymore. He knew the President just wanted him to go on a

President said with a triumphant 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

is insane! He

no moral standards;

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

controlled made him want to go

Suddenly, he grabbed the

neck with his large

right over me;

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guard, the President struggled for breath as his face

squeezed out through clenched teeth. "You dare commit patricide! You ungrateful son... there are guards everywhere... you'll never leave here

hadn't expected Franklin to harbor such murderous intent towards

fainted from

me like this? The more you act this way, the less likely I'll let you be with Sylvia. That woman

Franklin with a meaningful smile. "You don't have to go; I

face remained dark

he watched the President quickly

but his thoughts were far

was undoubtedly up to something

cared; what mattered was that Sylvia was here with the Hipps family! He wanted

eyes and went to Jasper's room next

is with

the President and Franklin, he

a

herbalist doctor who treated my eyes was none other

Franklin declared firmly.

the President, he quickly connected

pale; Franklin

impossible to hide anything from

wasn't time

to say...