After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities
Chapter 525

Chapter 525

She watched the man fight with several men in black smoothly.

Then he ducked to avoid the attack of a man in black.

And with a swift movement, he carried a vase on the basement doorand thumped it at the man.

The vase cracked. The black-clad man's head bleed.

Sylvia, who was not weak, kicked a man in black straight at Tyrell!Tyrell was startled and scrambled to his feet to dodge.

The man in black thumped heavily on the couch.

Mrs. Maskelyne sneered and joined the fray.

However, she overlooked Sylvia's strengths.

She thought she could catch Sylvia because she had more helpers, butforgot that Franklin was extremely powerful.

If he were to have an attack and mania seized up, he might lose hismind and then Sylvia would be left alone for the fight.

However, to Mrs. Maskelyne's surprise, even though she hadstimulated Franklin this time, Franklin did not have a seizure.

His face was sullen and cold, with a touch of coldness.

The strokes were deadly, and the punches were to the bone.

The group of black-clad men were no match for him.

He deserved to be the patriarch of the Ryan family.

Tyrell held the black cat and glared at him angrily, "Franklin, youbastard, how dare you do this to your mother and me."

"How dare you fight!"

“You've gone too far!"

"Don't touch Sylvia! She's my bottom line.” Franklin threw the lastblack-clad man straight to Tyrell's feet with a thud, and Tyrell's facegrew harder and harder.

He stared at Franklin with a deadly stare, "What's your problem? Howdare you do this to us."

"We the Maskelyne family brought you up with so much efforts, and isthis how you repay us?" Mrs. Maskelyne also roared in anger.

The moment she made the sound, she was hit by Sylvia's slap again.She couldn't help but take several steps backward before stabilizingher body.

"What else would you do but morally kidnap Franklin?"

Sylvia raised an eyebrow at her, "Can't you guys have some freshtricks?"

Tyrell dropped the black cat and held a contract out directly, "Sign this.We'll go."

"What is this?" Franklin had a chilling look in his eyes.

“The authority transfer contract of the Maskelyne Group and theSouthStar Airlines.” Tyrell smiled wickedly, "Just give them all to meand I'll be sure to run them properly for you."

"When Grandpa passed away, he distributed the property and gave youand Mom shares. You still want the whole group? You guys can sellyour shares if you are short of money." Franklin said coldly.

These two greedy middle-aged people were simply disgusting.

If it weren't for the fact that he was the adopted son of the Maskelynefamily, he would really want to cut ties with them.

"Don't you forget, we're the real Maskelynes, you? You're just anadopted son.”

Mrs. Maskelyne said with disdain and contempt, "It is the Maskelynefamily that gives you everything.”

“That's why it's even more important for me to guard Maskelyne Groupand guard SouthStar Airlines for my grandfather.”

"You ask for it."

Tyrell didn't bother to talk to Franklin anymore and pulled Mrs.Maskelyne up, “Let's go first.”

"Franklin, wait, we won't spare you." Mrs. Maskelyne walked awaywithout forgetting to threaten Franklin and Sylvia.

The group of black-clad men hurriedly got up from the ground hummingand hurried to follow.

Sylvia let out a long breath as she heard the door to the villa being slamshut.

“You seem to be fully recovered from your illness."

“Mr. Henderson does have a couple of tricks up his sleeve.’

In the past, Franklin would have had an attack if he had beenstimulated in this way.

But now, he just looked a little pale.

Franklin didn't expect Sylvia to be concerned about his status.

His heart warmed and he couldn't help but take her into his arms,"What a fool.”

In the hospital.

Tiffany and Neve stepped out of the elevator together with some fruitand some daily necessities.

The old Evans had been transferred to the general ward.

Mother and daughter headed towards the ward.

And at that moment in the ward, the nurses were feeding the old Evansporridge.

Now he could only eat something light in his condition.

Neve put down the lunch box and looked at the bowl of porridge withdisgust, "Dad, I've brought you chicken soup. Have some. It's good foryour health."

"Ma'am, the old Evans is very weak right now, and Dr. Andrews has toldhim not to eat something greasy." The nurse reminded Neve in a lowvoice.

Neve changed color and rolled her eyes towards the ceiling, "When willhe recover without eating nutritious food? What is Sylvia doing? I thinkshe's doing it on purpose. She doesn't want the old Evans to recover!"The nurse looked like in trouble, “That's what Dr. Andrews told me. Or,if you don't believe me, you can ask her yourself."

"Is that your attitude? You'll be so fired!" Tiffany was furious at the factthat the caregiver was only obedient to Sylvia in every way.

“I hired the caregiver. Who dares to fire her!"

Suddenly, Neve and Tiffany subconsciously looked over and saw Sylviain a white lab coat standing at the door of the ward.

She looked slender and tall in a loose white coat, and her dispositionwas impressive.

Neve said reluctantly, “I just want the old Evans to recover as soon aspossible health, so I might sound a little offensive. Don't take itpersonally.”

No matter how unconvinced she was, how unhappy she was, she hadto pretend to be nice in the presence of the old Evans.

"Sylvia..." the old Evans held out his hand towards Sylvia, whohesitated for a moment, but walked over, "Grandpa."

“I don't have many days left. If you still refused to inherit my property,then I'll just die now!"

With that, the old Evans reached for the instrument on the side, readyto turn it off.

"Grandpa ... Don't ..." Sylvia hurried to grab his hand, "Don't beimpulsive.”

The old Evans’ hand was still on the instrument, holding down theswitch with force, “If you don't agree, I'll turn off this instrument now,and I won't receive any treatment. I'll just die.”

"Grandpa, why do you have to threaten me?" Sylvia sighed, “I don'thave much affection with the Evans family. I grew up in the countryside.I have no obligation or responsibility for the Evans family. There are somany descendants who want to inherit the Evans family, why do youhave to pick me?"

"Only you deserve to be the heir ... All of them are losers, onlysquander money. If I let them take over the Evans family, it willdisappear from the world!"