After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities
Chapter 95

Then Franklin stretched out his arm and moved her plate to him andbegan to eat.

Sylvia looked at him in astonishment. The Wrights goggled at him too.Franklin was a germophobe, wasn't he?

It was so...shocking!

Mayor Cody thought that this lass was adorable indeed, unlike thosearistocrat ladies who only took a few bites because they were pickyabout food or they wanted to lose weights, which turned others’stomachs.

Just then, there came a resonant laughter from the gate.

“Is Mayor Cody home?"

In fact, people in the complex seldom locked their gates.

The following was a footstep.

Mayor Cody and Mrs. Wright immediately stood up and moved towardsthe gate.

It was Police Chief with a few policemen and a silk banner, walking inthe living room.

"Hello, Mr. Hill. What does that mean?" Mayor Cody felt confused.

Mr. Hill laughed and said, "I saw the heroine was here when I cameback just now. So, I hurry back to give the heroin a silk banner."

He pointed at the Land Rover, "Her car is still there!"

Heroine?

Mayor Cody and Mrs. Wright couldn't help but look at the direction ofdining room.

It was Sylvia's car. Did Police Chief come to visit her?

"Who's the heroine?" Brayden had totally no idea about it.

Police Chief then knew that they hadn't learned about what happenedthis afternoon.

He ordered his assistant to explain, "Roy, tell them about it."

Roy cleared his throat and said, "Miss Andrews confronted with anaccident at about 6 p.m. She not only saved the children out of the vanbut also captured the traffickers. She is a valiant martial artist!"

"So, we decide to award her 50,000$ and a silk banner! Where's MissAndrews?" said Mr. Hill excitedly.

Franklin leaned forward to Sylvia's ears, his deep and low voice said,"Sweetie, your hobby includes capturing bastards?"

Sylvia's ears turned red, and she kicked on him gently.

She stood up and walked out to the living room. Then she saw Mr. Hill,the policemen and the banner.

She looked calm, receiving the banner and saying, "I take the banner.As for the money, give it to people in need."

"Miss Andrews, you are really...admirable.” Mr. Hill didn't expect thatSylvia was so beautiful!

A policeman behind Mr. Hill was videoing and asked Mayor Cody, Mr.Hill to stand next to Sylvia and took a photo.

Sylvia just felt embarrassed.

But Mrs. Wright was pleased and said, "Sibbie, no wonder you said yougot in a traffic jam. It turns out that you knocked down the bad guysincidentally. Awesome!"

Brayden was shocked again.

This girl was so miraculous!

Even Mayor Cody felt a bit astonished. If others did what she did, theymight hype themselves for how wonderful they were at once.

But Sylvia said nothing about it, though she had been here for so long.What if Mr. Hill didn't notice her car? Did she intend to hide it fromeveryone?

Franklin just stood aside in silence. Some tenderness emerged from hiscold face. It seemed that only when he looked at Sylvia his charactericeberg would tend to thaw.

Sylvia was his wife. No doubt she was the best.

Mr. Hill said, "Now that Miss Andrews insists, we will donate the moneyto Wilson philanthropic foundation in the name of Miss Andrews."

Mrs. Wright didn't have a good impression of Wilson Group, and shesuggested, "Mr. Hill, Sylvia has a good relationship with MasterKeturah. How about donating it to the foundation of Master Keturah?"“That's great.” Mr. Hill would naturally not refuse.

Normal people would never have a chance to dine with Mayor Cody inhis home.

He knew about it very much. After having a small talk with Mayor Cody,he left with his men.

Outside, he immediately asked his assistant to tweet the video.

"We must promote what Miss Andrews did to set a good example forcitizens. After all, there are too few people doing boldly what isrighteous for nothing in the society.”

"Yes, sir."

In the living room.

Brayden glanced at his phone and said to Franklin, "Flank, my friendsasked me to go to Borealis Club. Together?"

“It's OK. Don't drink too much.” Mrs. Wright warned.

Franklin's cool eyes fell on Sylvia. He asked, "Together?"

Mrs. Wright quickly said, "It's not good for a girl to go to club.”

The man looked straight at Mrs. Wright who felt a chill in the back.Then Mayor Cody said, "Youngsters should expose themselves more toyoungsters. Sibbie, just go."

Franklin then eased a bit and stretched his arm towards Sylvia.

Sylvia subconsciously stepped back and said, "I can walk.”

She would not refuse as Mayor Cody had told her to go.

Looking at them three leave, Mrs. Wright felt a bit worried, "Obviously,Franklin has an ulterior motive for Sibbie."

"Don't worry. From my perspective, it's good. In these years, I havenever seen Frank care about anyone like this." Mayor Cody was clear."Much less your Sibbie... isn't innocent as she looks. Normal peoplecannot control such kind of girl."

Franklin couldn't drive because he just drank.

Originally, it was Brayden who drove him here. Brayden poked his headout from the car, "Miss Andrews, go with me!"

When Sylvia hesitated, she was pushed into the car by a big handholding her slim waist.

And the tall man just sat next to her.

Sylvia was speechless.

Could he be less bossy?

She thought she had made it clear in the Radisson Royal Restaurant.However, it seemed that...Franklin still didn't understand.

On the way to the club, they kept silent except Brayden who uttered afew words sporadically.

Brayden thought he was a driver for the two behind.

Franklin rubbed her waist with his hand from time to time. Sylvia was ina good shape without flab.

His breath became heavy.

Sylvia was sensitive that she perceived Franklin's changing state. Shetwisted to keep away from him smoothly.

It was silent refusal and resistance.

The man saw that she got rid of his palm, feeling a bit disappointed.He couldn't control himself to stretch his arm again, but Sylvia grippedhis wrist quickly and said, "Franklin, that's enough.”

Brayden was driving in the front who actually listened to theirconversation carefully and saw what happened in the back through therear-view mirror.

Jesus!

There was a thing!

Franklin's voice was low and charming. His eyes were vague with somefeelings. He said, "Sweetie, my wife, enough is enough.”

Brayden almost crashed into the traffic bars beside the road!

Fuck!

What did he hear?

Wife?

So, his ex-wife was Sylvia?

God damn it.

Was he joking?

"Franklin, we got divorced.” Sylvia stared at him, saying each wordslowly.

"So what?" the man didn't care.

"Divorce means we are done."

The car stopped in front of the Borealis Club which was the favoriteplace of rich guys in Larro.