After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 483 "Really? Then | wish you good cooperation.” Sylvia looked cold.

‘What exactly does Clark want from Hipps Group?" 'Or is his so-called deal the one with Hipps Group today?" Sylvia felt somewhat uneasy.

Tammy and Skyla, these two idiots, didn't do anything stupid, did they? Clark's methods and intelligence definitely beat their mother and daughter by more than ten times.

This birthday party will definitely not be that simple.

Sylvia raised her eyebrows. There was a cold look in her almond eyes, and she slowly approached Tammy, "Tell me exactly what Clark and you are working on." She was not asking, but in a tone of command.

Tammy was a little shorter than her, and as soon as she looked up, she found herself being shadowed by Sylvia.

Her heart almost stopped for an instant.

"You, what do you want? Is it not enough that you just hit me? What more do you want?" Tammy's face went white and she took a step backwards, her body pressed against the edge of the cold sink.

Sylvia looked at her condescendingly, "Tammy, if you tell me the truth, I'l let you off. Otherwise ... | can't make sure that you will step out of this door safely.” She played with a sharp dagger in her fingertips.

The dagger reflected a piercing cold light in the light! Tammy looked white again.

"You're a crazy person! Are you crazy? I'll sue you for intentional injury!" "Cut the crap and talk!" Sylvia didn't have much patience with her, the dagger in her hand was pressed against Tammy's smooth face, "You better tell the truth." Tammy was shaking. She was angry and scared. "We ... We brought an investment project from Hipps Group this time to build a wig factory in Larro, and Mr. Wilson said he has a ready-made factory, we just need to sign it." "And then you'll save a fortune on setting up the factory, a fortune that will go to you and your mother privately?" Sylvia raised an eyebrow. "You guys got a lot of nerve.” Tammy didn't expect Sylvia to be so smart, and she quickly denied it, "No, we will return the money to Hipps Group. We can't just take it for ourselves. That's against the law." "Is that so?" Sylvia looked at Tammy's miserable white face with an icy expression, "Just this one thing?" "I'm not lying to you." Tammy could feel the tip of the knife poking into her skin, and she shook her head violently in fear.

"If you lie, | won't spare you!" Sylvia gave her a deep look and turned to leave.

Tammy looked at her straight and slender back and covered her beating heart.

Why was Sylvia so interested in their work with the Wilson Group? What does she really want to know? Tammy dropped to the floor with weak legs, and she let out a long breath.

Sylvia was just so scary.

What should she do? Mr. Wilson said that their cooperation was secret. If he knew she told Sylvia...

She was scared. Did Sylvia want to ruin this cooperation? No ... she wouldn't.

She wasn't so capable. Working with Mr. Wilson was a godsend.

The money was not a small amount. If her mom and she could get it, they would lead an affluent life.

Thinking of this, she immediately propped up and stood up from the floor. She would have money and be of high status in the future.

What was she afraid of? Thinking about her bright life ahead, she gathered her courage again. Sylvia was nothing! Today she was threatened just because Sylvia had a knife in her hand.

After Sylvia left the bathroom, she went straight back to the box.

Just as she reached the door, she saw the door being opened and a slender, upright figure stepping out.

The lights in the corridor spilled on him, and he was like medieval vampire count that stepped out of the ancient castle.

Especially the scarlet, thin lips, and those deep, dark eyes.

He had one hand in his pocket and an air of aura was around him.

Sylvia stopped in her tracks and stared blankly at Franklin, who was not far away.

The man's calm eyes lit up slightly the moment he saw her, and then he held out a hand to her, "Come here." His voice sounded extraordinarily good in the quiet corridor.

"Clark has a plant for the Hipps Group. They'll sign the contract today." Franklin told Sylvia what he had found out .

Sylvia raised an eyebrow, "You knew that so soon?" "Um, you know that too?" Franklin heard the meaning of her words.

"| forced Tammy to tell me." Sylvia added, "She said it was a wig factory. | always there's more to it, yet | can't figure it out.” She hugged the man's strong waist with some annoyance and buried her small face in his solid chest.

"We'll find it out.” Franklin stroked her long hair with his palm, "Be patient.” "Queena has been kind to you and | don't want anything to happen to the Hipps family. My intuition tells me that she is a very kind and has broad views." Sylvia disengaged herself from the man's arms as if the moment of irritation and vulnerability just now was not hers.

She was back to being the strong and brave woman.

Franklin curled his lips and looked at her, his handsome face with a hint of doting, "Honey, do you want to eat a can of herring? | remember when we were married, you used to sneak out for a can of herring sometimes and thought | didn't know." Sylvia smiled and looked at him in amazement, "You know all about it?" She couldn't help but feel a little amused, "Why didn't you tell me until now?" "Because you come home smelling like an inexplicable can of herring every time you eat. You think I'm stupid?" Franklin couldn't help but laugh.

Suddenly Sylvia felt the world was unpredictable.

If he hadn't mentioned the divorce, would she have kept pretending? She was big boss, but she had to act weak every day.

He was handsome, and his smile was evil and charming, making his heart thumping.

Sylvia looked at his delicate features and couldn't help but sigh.

This man really had the ability to make all women swoon. This face was attractive enough.

"Come on. Let's go into the box." Franklin curled his lips and naturally took her hand. If he didn't go in, everyone would probably think that the host was missing.

Not long after entering, the waiter brought up the food that surprised everyone.

Adriel blinked his eyes that glinted, "My goodness, when | was working in a factory, | ate this every day after work." Since he became a boss, he no longer had the chance to eat this.

Mayor Cody smiled, hiding the shock between his eyebrows, "Canned herring? | didn't expect Golden Restaurant could serve this dish?" The waiter smiled and looked at Franklin, and then looked at Sylvia, "Mrs. Maskelyne, this is what Mr. Maskelyne specially ordered the cook to prepare for you."