After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 297

The passengers all walked out of the airport and Sylvia waited until the crew came out. She immediately walked up to them.

When she saw that the man in the captain's uniform wasn't Franklin, her smile disappeared.

It was not Franklin. Where was he?

When she was panicking, she heard Elsa, "Miss Andrews, are you here to pick up Captain Franklin?"

"Elsa, where is Franklin?" Sylvia frowned and suppressed the panic inside her.

"He was caught up in something, so he changed his shift. Don't you know that?" Elsa felt it weird.

Caught up in something?

What was it?

Sylvia sighed, "I have no idea. I couldn't get in touch with him. But thank you."

Then, she walked towards the Range Rover by the road.

Behind her, Darcie gave a triumphant face, gloating, "See how anxious she looks! She must be worried that someone has stolen Franklin. Ha ha. Maybe Captain Franklin has finally got bored of her."

Elsa could not help but roll her eyes.

Darcie was annoying!

Did it have anything to do with her?

"Darcie, you don't have many things going on in your life, I suppose?"

"What do you mean, Elsa?" Darcie looked at her, puzzled.

"You seem to care a lot about other people's lives." Elsa walked past her.

It hurt...

It hurt so much...

He wanted to throw up.

Franklin put his hands on his aching stomach.

He slowly opened his eyes.

It was dark all around.

He got up in the dark and touched cold iron bars.

A cage.

He was too familiar with the cage.

He would be locked in here every time he came here.

He sat down on the cold hard ground, lost in the darkness.

The wound in his hands hadn't been treated, but the bleeding had stopped.

It hadn't scarred.

His flesh was still out in the air. He touched it and felt nothing.

He didn't know how long he had been here in the cage or how long he had passed out.

The plane back should have taken off.

He wondered if Sylvia was looking for him.

He had regained his sanity and all he had was despair for his family.

He closed his eyes. Maybe just like what his father had said, he didn't deserve anyone's love.

"We have been raising her as a substitute for so many years and she has stood in Makena to live for so many years, it's time she pays us back," Kaitlin said, applying skincare products on her face.

"Well. Even a dog should know to pay its owner back after years of living under his roof, shouldn't it?" Tyrell walked behind her and put his hands on her shoulders.

Kaitlin sneered and said cruelly, "She's no compared to dogs."

In Pearlhall Villa in Larro.

Sylvia had used all her connections to look for Franklin.

He couldn't just disappear from nowhere. However, she was shocked that the last records of his movements she had found were in the airport.

After the plane took off, he was missing.

Not even she could find him.

Sylvia sat in front of the computer and typed on the keyboard.

Logan walked in and saw this.

He grabbed two glasses of milk and gave one to her. "Boss, you have been working for a night, have some milk and go to sleep."

Sylvia drank it and looked tired. "Is there any news?"

"No. The media should report on such a big deal, but there's none so far. Moreover, he didn't even bring Jasper with him, don't you think it's weird? Did he want to disappear in his own will?"

Logan analyzed.

Sylvia's hands typing on the keyboard stopped.

She took a deep breath and heard Logan say, "You have to calm down first."

"He won't cut off contact with me," Sylvia drank up the milk and said, "I'm tired."

Logan nodded and took the glass. "Have some sleep."