After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities
Chapter 920

Chapter 920

"Did our family's child grow up smoothly and have such an excellent daughter? And what about her mother?" Jasmine looked at Queena with tears in her eyes. "Where is she? Can I see her? I really want to see her!"

Queena saw her tears and felt a pang of sourness in her nose. She turned away before speaking, taking a moment to compose herself. "She passed away, in a car accident. Sylvia's sister was also in the car, and they both... passed away."

Jasmine froze, transparent tears streaming down her face like broken beads. "How could that be possible? She was still so young..."

She choked up as she looked at Queena, eyelashes trembling uncontrollably. "Sister-in-law, it's my fault; everything is my fault! If I had stayed with her back then, she wouldn't have left our family." "Jasmine," Queena said softly as she tried to console Jasmine while wiping the tears from her own face with one hand.

"It has been so many years since then; why do you keep bringing it up?" Her nose reddened slightly as she spoke.

"I don't have any wishes or desires; all I want is for Sylvia and Clare to be well taken care of," Queena continued.

"As for Madeleine... it has been so many years now that I no longer think about her anymore." She suppressed the pain deep within herself but every word felt like a knife twisting inside of her heart.

It was as if someone were holding a knife and stabbing repeatedly into the depths of heartache that couldn't be released or vented out.

"Our Hipps family hasn't done anything wrong but God took away my beloved Madeleine," Queena said firmly while looking at Jasmine through tear-filled eyes.

"So many people wanted us Hipps family to fall apart; so many people wanted us destroyed but no matter what they do we will never fall!"

At this moment, it seemed like nothing had changed from when she was on the battlefield - an iron lady who stood alone against all odds!

"Sister-in-law!" Jasmine finally couldn't hold back any longer and burst into painful sobs without caring about maintaining any grace or composure.

It seemed like all these years of homesickness had finally caught up with them - wanting to cry out all their pain, regret and longing for home altogether.

"Sylvia is our only comfort. All we can do is protect her and Clare, and not give those people any opportunity. The first time caught us off guard, but the second time would be foolish. So I don't want a repeat of the Hipps family disaster like last time," Queena said as she wiped away tears with a tissue and handed two to Yetan.

"Stop crying, we're not dead yet! We still have to protect our children," she continued.

"My sister-in-law is right, we're not dead yet! If those people want to target Hipps family again, they'll have to step over our dead bodies!" Giancarlo lay on his hospital bed staring at the ceiling with hatred in his eyes. "They want to destroy us Hipps family? Not a chance!"

"If they replace out that we've found Sylvia, they'll definitely come up with other plans. When there was only Clare as the heir of Hipps family, they wanted us dead; now there's Sylvia who's such an excellent granddaughter - who knows what crazy things they might do?" Old Mr. Hipps' hair was white against his temples but his eyes were full of spirit as if he had suddenly regained fighting spirit. "I will do everything in my power to protect these children!"

He swore!

The largest conference room at SouthStar Airlines.

Ten tall men dressed in SouthStar Airlines pilot uniforms stood side by side with their hands holding their caps while their SouthStar Airlines badges shone under the lights; all of them looked serious as they gazed at a handsome man standing before them.

Franklin scanned these ten neatly arranged men and spoke solemnly. "You are all chosen from among the best pilots at SouthStar Airlines; you must perform exceptionally well in this international pilot knowledge competition."

All ten replied loudly. "We will definitely do so!"

Franklin narrowed his eyes slightly and said. "Let's go!"

Today was just a preliminary round for an international pilot knowledge competition consisting of three rounds. preliminaries, semi-finals and finals - followed by elimination rounds until one winner remained.

In Franklin's view, written exams were relatively simple compared to finals which were much more difficult; however he still had some confidence in his team members.

After leaving the meeting room via elevator down into parking lot where everyone got into internal specialized cars marked clearly with SouthStar Airline logo on top

Jasper and Franklin got into a black car and headed towards the competition venue. The competition was set in Larro's largest sports stadium, where flight elites from all over the world were waiting to enter. Almost every participating pilot wore a uniform representing their identity and airline company.

The uniform styles varied, but it was well known that pilots had to be physically fit, so this time's knowledge contest even added a physical fitness competition.

There were not only blonde-haired and blue-eyed pilots but also pilots from various airlines in the East. All you could see were one handsome guy after another, which was simply a feast for uniform enthusiasts.

The atmosphere on-site exuded solemnity everywhere with monitoring equipment everywhere. T

here were also large screens above the audience seats outside of the venue that clearly showed everything inside the exam room; any movement could be seen clearly.

After getting off the car, staff immediately greeted them and helped SouthStar Airlines' participants complete their entry procedures into the exam room.

After completing everything at exactly nine o'clock sharp, it was time for opening ceremony. Franklin raised his eyebrows as he saw an old acquaintance appear on stage - Brian.

He vaguely guessed that Brian would come but did not expect him to be invited again as an opening speech speaker this time around.

"The Flight Knowledge Contest with World-Class Standards. Eastern Charm & Safe Flying" begins today!

"This contest is not only intended to test global flight teams' knowledge skills level but more importantly aims to cultivate knowledgeable employees and build learning-oriented teams," Brian said in his speech. "I hope all global pilots can establish safety development concepts, enhance safety production awareness, improve professional quality of flight teams while promoting safe development and high-quality development of aviation."

After speaking for about ten minutes or so, Brian ended his speech announcing that half an hour later; official matches would begin.

Franklin took one last deep look at his subordinates before saying. "Waiting for your good news."

"Yes," everyone replied unanimously as they lined up to enter the written test examination hall.

Brian walked up to Franklin with narrowed eyes smiling. "Franklin, we meet again."

Franklin nodded distantly towards him. "Hope you're doing well."

They had quarreled very unpleasantly at last year's air show; now Brian unexpectedly came over proactively greeting him again.

Franklin had no interest in interacting with him and felt nothing towards him. However, Brian's smile became more meaningful as he said, "Brian, our company has also sent ten pilots over this time. Who do you think will be the champion in the end?"

His words were full of naked provocation and disdain.

Franklin stared at Brian's disgusting old face like a cold star. "So it was you who decided to add a physical fitness competition at the last minute?"

"Franklin, you're still so smart," Brian laughed arrogantly. "We Evodroupolians and Aettosans are naturally taller and stronger in terms of physical fitness."

His face was everywhere begging for a beating.

Disgusting.

Franklin smiled instead of getting angry. "Let's wait and see."

He didn't believe that his people would lose.

After Darius escorted his NorthWind Airlines pilots into the exam room, he walked towards Franklin just in time to hear what Brian said clearly.

He looked at Brian with disgust. "Everything is just beginning now."

"So what?" Brian sneered triumphantly.

Both he and Franklin were judges. As Franklin watched his back slightly frown, he felt that something was wrong.

But by then, staff members had come to urge them on. "Mr Maskelyne, please take your seat on the judging panel."

Franklin held onto his judge's certificate before saying to Darius next to him. "I'm going inside; be careful with this boy." "Okay," Darius nodded at him.

Once inside the exam room, Franklin sat down on the judging panel seat.

Since it was a written test after all, after preparation bell rang out there were staff members distributing question papers and answer sheets.

The content of each section appeared on everyone's screen altogether divided into three parts. operation skills questions; language section; theoretical knowledge section. Five minutes later, when official examination answering time began, every contestant started answering seriously.

Each person had their own monitor which monitored their answers real-time so their scores immediately appeared on-screen along with real-time ranking information too.

While sitting on the judge's panel seat throughout this process, Franklin occasionally glanced up at the big screen, where contestants from Brian's company wearing their uniforms could be seen earnestly taking part in answering questions too.

He sat next to Franklin, watching the SouthStar Airlines contestants who were not ranked very high in real-time, his face overflowing with pride. "Franklin, your people don't seem to be very strong!" Franklin smiled faintly. "It's just the preliminaries. As long as we don't get eliminated, it doesn't matter if we don't get a perfect score."

A perfect score is 100 points and anything above 95 points qualifies for advancement into the finals.