After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 311

Sylvia nudged him, "Don't mess around."

Franklin smiled fondly, lifted her chin, and said in a low voice, "Would you like to go to Golden

Restaurant?"

"Why not?" Sylvia sat up from the bed, "I'll go wash my face."

...

The next day,

Maskelyne Group.

A man dressed in a racing suit, who had apparently just gotten off the track, was waiting at Franklin's

office.

He looked outstanding, his eyes made him look like an easy-going man. The hair on his forehead was

dyed bright blue, adding a bit of cynicism and arrogance in him.

When Franklin come in, he got up from the couch. "Franklin, you promised to find SEVEN. for me. Is

there any news now?"

"He disappeared completely." Franklin frowned slightly, "Sit."

"Since he won World Championship the year before last, he never showed up. No one knows where he

went." Aedan Foster said, a little bit upset, "My racing speed is limited to 400 km/h no matter what I do.

Damn!"

Franklin walked to him and patted him on the shoulders. "Don't be too anxious. You are already one of Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

the best in H Rovirsa. Don't give yourself too much pressure."

Aedan was the captain of Maskelyne Group's racing team. He was a talented player.

He had won the first prize in the championship of H Rovirsa for consecutive years.

This time, he would lead the team of Maskelyne Group to join the Formula One World Championship.

"But compared to SEVEN, I'm no one" Aedan sighed helplessly, "The year before last, SEVEN

suddenly showed up. But unfortunately, I heard that he was only in the underground racing game.

People who had seen him said that he could reach a maximum speed of 916 km/h, although I have

never met SEVEN, he is a legend in everyone's eyes on the underground racing track. If he can join

us, he will definitely defeat Maximo, the player whose racing speed can reach 416 km/h." Franklin

picked up the coffee on the table and took some sips.

Formula One World Championship was around the corner.

But Aedan, the ace captain, was not very confident.

That was not a good thing.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

After that, Jasper stepped in and said something to Franklin. Franklin's eyes were narrowed slightly

and then he said in a deep voice, "Let her in."

"Should I leave?" Aedan stood up, thinking that Franklin had an important guest.

"You don't have to." Franklin stopped him. "You know the person who comes."

"Mr. Maskelyne "

A crisp female voice sounded from the office doorway.

Aedan looked over and saw a woman in a yellow racing suit holding a yellow helmet in her hand.

When he saw who the woman was, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Danielle? What brings you back?"

"I am back for the honor of Maskelyne Group!" Danielle Hull smiled brightly. She had long curly hair.

She looked stunning in her racing suit, which outlined her curvy body.

Aedan couldn't help hugging her. "I heard your speed has reached 430 km/h. I am so happy that you

are back with us!"

"Just once, not all the time." Danielle smiled, looking sexy.

But the pride in her tone was obvious.

Now she had the highest speed in the country.

She had been training abroad for the past two years. When she heard that Maskelyne Group also

participated in international competitions, she thought of Franklin's handsome face as well as his

power.

She couldn't wait to come back, wanting to get closer to him.

Now she was the best at the car racing speed. Only she deserved to stand by Franklin's side.

She left Aedan and walked to Franklin with a smile. "Mr. Maskelyne, am I welcome to be back?"

"You certainly are, Miss Hull. I appreciate your timely help. Please take a seat. If you have any

requests, just let us know. Miss Hull." Franklin sounded polite and distant.

"Just give me the same treatment as Master Aedan." Danielle's smile was still bright. She had the

confidence to make Franklin fall in love with her.

...

Sylvia was terribly busy.

Yet in the afternoon, she still managed to visit the old Evans.

The old Evans was doing better than the day before.

Seeing Sylvia, he reached out, "Sylvia."

"You are still very weak, don't get up. " Sylvia pulled a chair and sat down beside him, looking at the old

Evans coldly.

She still can't believe that her mother was an Evans.

From the old Evans' face, she couldn't see any similarities to her mother.

"Was my mother ... really your daughter?" Sylvia couldn't believe it. She had mixed feelings that she

couldn't describe.

"Well..." the old Evans was just about to say something when a nurse came in with a document.

"Miss Andrews, here is the result."

Sylvia's heart trembled. She immediately stood up and took the result of the paternity test handed over

by the nurse.

She couldn't wait to know the result, but now, she was a little hesitant. She was fearless, but at this

moment, she feared.

But... she had to know the truth.

She took a deep breath and opened the envelope.

She quickly turned to the last page.

When she saw that conclusion, her whole body froze in place.

She had guessed what the result would be.

But when she really saw it, she still couldn't accept it at once.

The result was negative.

She wasn't Otto's daughter.

That was true.

All of a sudden, everything made sense.

It made sense that Otto ignored her, used her, and hated her now.

She wasn't his daughter. What about Kira? Did she know about it?

Sylvia put the results back into her file bag, then stood up and said goodbye to the old Evans.