After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 692

Chapter 692

"Mr. Gamble..." Chaz quickly stepped forward and supported Harold's sweaty back, looking at him with concern. "How are you?"

"Fine." Harold's voice was hoarse, with a hint of inexplicable exhaustion.

He raised his head and met Franklin's cold and frightening deep eyes.

He couldn't help but curl his lips. "Mr. Maskelyne, I'm willing to admit defeat in the bet. Although the island is gone, I don't want to die either. I even feel lucky that I didn't die."

"It shows that compared to life, that island means nothing." Franklin spoke coldly and then signaled Jasper to handle the transfer procedures for the island.

Chaz was unwilling but knew that they had to give up the island.

And all new energy technologies were still in MI6's hands.

They were still passive.

A fawning expression appeared on Chaz's face. "Mr. Maskelyne, no need to bother yourself. I will take care of all these procedures for you today."

Jasper lowered his eyebrows. "Then thanks, Mr. Santana."

Chaz held his breath and forced a smile on his face,"You're welcome."

"Well then, since it's settled, we won't disturb you any longer today... This play has been very enjoyable for me." Franklin stood up from his chair as he spoke.

The man was extremely tall with a stern face exuding faint killing intent.

Harold could only accompany him with a smiling face,"The trouble with new energy... I wonder when Mr. Maskelyne can help solve it?"

Franklin just gave him a cold glance, "No rush, we're not leaving tomorrow anyway."

As he spoke, he took a step forward and grabbed Sylvia's small hand in his large palm; the cold lines on his face softened slightly,"Honey, let's go."

That gentle yet indulgent voice made it seem like the man who had been full of murderous intent just now wasn't him at all

Unable to resist himself any longer, Franklin pulled her into his arms while running his large hands through her soft hair. His deep voice rang out once more saying, "My wife is the best in this world."

Sylvia's heart bubbled over with joy at hearing such loving praise from him.

Her beautiful dark eyes sparkled even brighter than before while Jasper asked curiously, "Miss Andrews, did you have good luck or what? How did you get two straight flushes?"

"Did you forget?" She curled one corner of her mouth up slyly," I shuffled the cards beforehand so I knew exactly what they looked like." Harold shuffled them again afterward but only half-heartedly because he was preoccupied with something else."

"So when it came time for me to be dealt cards again, I got lucky because I knew where all my good cards were."

Jasper was shocked by how sharp Sylvia's memory was."What if Harold kept shuffling? What if he went crazy shuffling?"

Sylvia shrugged nonchalantly, "It wouldn't matter since I already knew where all my good cards were from shuffling them myself earlier."

"The same principle applies to shuffling cards too! All the cards I shuffled were arranged in order, with four ones and four twos each. No matter how he shuffles them, they will be mixed up. But because of their previous arrangement, he cannot shuffle them into complete chaos."