After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 601

Chapter 601

Her back was pressed against the wall and she sat crouched on the floor without any dignity, staring at the ground with her eyes listlessly.

Tears slipped down her cheeks one by one.

She was aggrieved and upset, sad and humiliated.

She, Sabrina, had never been so humiliated in all her life.

She was the top socialite of Aettosa and had always been looked up to by others.

When had she ever been beaten up so badly by others?

She was so angry that her face turned white.

At the bottom of his heart, he hated and feared Sylvia.

She grew up being held in high regard, and when had she ever been in such a mess?

She ...

Her gaze was fixed on the ground, she must take revenge.

She must make Sylvia suffer!

When Alondra saw Sylvia finally let go, she quickly walked over and hugged Sabrina, who was sitting on the floor.

"Sabrina, how are you? Don't you scare me."

Sabrina looked up at her with a pale face, "Ms. Wolfe ..."

She held onto Alondra tightly with a red mark around her neck which was very conspicuous.

Painful and uncomfortable, she finally couldn't help but cry out in pain, as if she was releasing all of her fears.

Sylvia glanced at this foolish pair, then looked at Weston, who had been watching the show, "Is the medicine real or fake?"

Weston couldn't help but laugh, "Of course it's real. If you have fake medicine in your hands, then no one in this world has real medicine in their hands."

As soon as he said this, everyone in the room was stunned again.

What did they just hear?

All those drugs were real?

Alondra didn't expect it either; she stood up with Sabrina in her arms, "Mr. Gracia, what did you say?"

"Ms. Wolfe, these drugs are real." Weston looked at Alondra calmly.

After a pause, he added, "It's better not to come looking for me next time, when something like this happens, because... it's just too boring."

Another hard slap in Alondra's face.

Alondra's face was red for a while and blue for a while.

She was embarrassed.

All day today, she had been eclipsed and slapped in the face.

Now even Weston hit her in the face.

Alondra clenched her fists, shocked by Franklin's powerful aura.

However, she was extremely unconvinced.

What background could a thug from Larro have?

And yet here he was spouting off like this!

She couldn't believe that she didn't have the means to teach Sylvia and Franklin a lesson.

She made up her mind that she would get back at Sylvia.

Then she saw Jonathan following Sylvia with a respectful face, and also reached out and thoughtfully pressed the elevator button, "Boss, let me escort you downstairs."

Weston scanned the crowd, "The medicine is real, and in the future, I advise you to have your own judgement. Farewell."

After saying that, he turned around and caught up with Sylvia, "Boss, since you are here in Urgford, go and sit in my auction house? Taste my good English black tea?"

Sylvia glanced at him lazily, "I'm busy."

"Hey, come on, don't be so heartless!"

The serious and cold Mr. Gracia in the eyes of others, acted like a child in front of Sylvia lbegging for favors.

Jonathan couldn't stand it, "Boss, better come to my club. You've never bothered us since you invested in us! This is not good."

Jonathan's club was sponsored by Sylvia?

Everyone listened to their conversation while waiting for the elevator, and they were all shocked.