After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 386

"Tyrell and Kaitlin sold my sister to you? Why don't they sleep with you? They took your money. You go find them!" Franklin looked at him condescendingly, and there was hatred in his eyes.

"A rubbish like you doesn't deserve to lay a finger on my sister! She'll never marry you no matter what!"

Sylvia was touched slightly when she heard Franklin's words.

She had always thought that this man was cold and indifferent to his younger siblings.

Last time when Poppy was poisoned, Sylvia had sensed Franklin's concern for Poppy, but she hadn't expected his emotions to be so intense.

After the mania attacked him and he recovered, she finally understood him. He was actually very passionate on the inside.

Poppy shrank weakly in Sylvia's arms, her big eyes staring blankly at Franklin.

"Franklin ..."

This was the first time that she felt like Franklin was like a warm shelter.

She had always thought that she and James were closer, but at this moment, she suddenly realized that Franklin and Sylvia were the ones who sheltered her from the disasters, while she and James were like their children ...

She hated her old stupid self more, when she thought of how mean she was to Sylvia and how she looked down upon Sylvia.

At that time, she was really blind to think such a tough woman was an eye candy and gold digger that relied on the Maskelyne family.

She regretted it.

Her heart was full of mixed feelings.

Sylvia had divorced Franklin, but whenever she was in trouble, Sylvia would come to help her out.

She finally couldn't help but ask, "Sylvia, why are you helping me? Don't you hate me?"

Sylvia raised her hand and stroked her hair.

She softly said, "I know that you are a good girl. You know what? I used to have a real sister. She is about the same age as you. I often wonder what it would be if my sister was still alive. So ... I've seen you as my real sister."

"Sylvia..." Poppy couldn't hold back her tears. She hugged Sylvia tightly.

Her heart was full of shock.

Sylvia had a real sister who had died!

How cruel this should be!

Franklin heard that, stepping on Hale's chest harder.

She actually had a sister who had passed away? He really knew too little about her!

It hurt! The pain was so severe that Hale's body was convulsing and blood gushed from his wound.

He finally couldn't stand the huge pain, his eyes were rolled and he screamed, fainting and losing all consciousness.

"Letting him pass out is so light a punishment." Sylvia helped Poppy get up from the ground, and her cold eyes scanned Hale, as if she was looking at a disgusting piece of fat.

"How about ... this?"

Franklin's magnetic but sinister voice sounded in the living room.

Sylvia then saw Franklin's foot, which had been stepping on Hale's chest, was slowly move to the area between Hale's legs!

And then he stepped on it hard, and crushed it heavily!

Hale, who was in a coma, was awakened by the pain!

"Ah! Ah!"

"It hurts!"

The screams echoed over the whole villa.

The maids and bodyguards of Hale, who were controlled by the men brought by Franklin and Sylvia, couldn't help trembling.

She walked away as fast as she could, out of the living room and away quickly with her men.

It was as if a ghost was chasing after her

Franklin watched the Land Rover disappear from sight from a distance, and the reluctance to part with Sylvia made his heart ache.

He really wanted to press her into his arms and feel her breath and heartbeat.

But ... he held back the urge.

Poppy sighed. "Franklin, let's go home."

Franklin didn't say anything and got into the car.

He instructed Jasper to drive the car.

A five-star hotel in Larro.

Clare looked at the mother and daughter in front of her room, and a glint of disgust flashed under his eyes.

But he was always good at hiding it.

With a light and polite expression, he said, "Come in."

Tammy followed behind Skyla and stepped into the presidential suite.

The suite was luxuriously decorated, with four bedrooms, a study, a living room, a dining room, a kitchen, etc...

It was said that this kind of suite cost more than 100,000 dollars a night.

The Hipps family was really rich, so the young master of the Hipps family could afford to live in such a luxurious room.

Skyla was now the young lady of the Hipps family, so she put on airs, walked into the room, and suppressed the surprise inside. She said to Clare in an ingratiating voice, "Clare, you live alone in such a large room. How wasteful! Why not let Tammy and me also live here?"