After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities
Chapter 605

Chapter 605

Just as Sylvia was wondering, she suddenly saw a woman in a reddress walking towards them confidently in high heels.

The woman had long wavy hair cascading down her back andseductive eyes that sparkled with allure.

When the woman saw Franklin, she quickly flashed a hint of admirationin her eyes before hurrying over to him with a joyful expression on herface.

"Master, you're back?" She looked at Franklin and then turned toSylvia. "Honey, this is the MI6 headquarters, and this is Isla Saunders,the leader of the computer technology department.”

Sylvia glanced at Isla who seemed to have just noticed her presencebeside Franklin.

As soon as Isla caught sight of Sylvia's exquisite face, she wasmomentarily stunned by her beauty.

This woman was too eye-catching! Isla thought to herself. She alwaysbelieved that she was beautiful and attractive enough.

But now Sylvia appeared even more perfect than her: Sylvia's delicatefacial features were impeccable; lips were naturally red.

Most importantly, Isla realized that Sylvia wasn't wearing any makeup!Yet her skin glowed under the light.

She wore only a simple white coat which outlined her curvaceous figurebeautifully - it was enchanting yet pure at the same time.

Isla had an inexplicable sense of crisis. However, she didn't show anysigns of discomfort or reveal what went through her mind but insteadsmiled politely while greeting Sylvia, "Hello there! My name is Isla.”"Sylvia." Her voice sounded neither arrogant nor unpleasant.

Isla smiled while looking at Franklin, "How long are you planning onstaying here in Urgford?"

Franklin remained expressionless, "As long as my wife stays here."

In other words, he follows along with his wife!

Hearing him repeatedly mentioning his wife made Isla feel veryuncomfortable inside.

Although she had heard rumors about Franklin being married beforefrom other colleagues previously, it still felt different hearing it directlyfrom him now.

Now he had actually brought her in front of everyone, and Isla couldn'tignore this fact anymore.

She felt uneasy as she glanced at Sylvia. Wasn't it because this womanwas pretty that Franklin was attracted to her?

It must be it.

That was what she thought in her mind, but she said, "I really hopeMiss Andrews can stay here for a while longer.”

MI6 was a relatively secretive organization. All the people here hadskills comparable to those of special agents. Recently, MI6 had beendeveloping new energy sources, but it seemed to have hit a bottleneckand hadn't made any major breakthroughs yet.

And new energy was closely related to some future high-techdevelopments and was very complex.

Franklin came back this time just to learn about the progress of newenergy development.

If there were any breakthroughs or achievements in new energydevelopment, it would be of great contribution to the entire country.After all, H Rovirsa isn't an oil-producing country; every year theyspend a lot of money importing oil from other oil-exporting countries justso they can use it throughout their empire.

What H Rovirsa doesn't lack most is electricity. If electric power can bedeveloped and used well enough, much oil can be saved.

It can also reasonably eliminate some environmental pollution causedby oil consumption.

But now Ramiro was still here; Isla said to Franklin, “Master Franklin,this is the Old Mr. Cantrell; he has been waiting for you for quite sometime."

Franklin strode forward with his long legs and stood before Ramiro withextreme respect, "The Old Mr. Cantrell, your zither is worth quite a bit.I've heard that your health hasn't been good lately and you're lookingfor someone who might take care of your zither if anything happens.What do you think about her?"

The Old Mr. Cantrell's eyes were old but imposing as they fell onSylvia; he coughed twice suddenly, then spoke, “I'm afraid my time leftisn't much, if Miss Andrews has any outstanding qualities, then givingaway my zither is my pleasure, but if not, sorry, even if someone offersme an exorbitant price, I won't sell it."

Everyone present knew Ramiro's status and identity in Urgford's musiccircle

This old man had countless disciples and owned a priceless zither, buthe did not intend on passing it onto any of his disciples.

Isla glanced at Sylvia with a tinge of jealousy. She had undergonerigorous training in piano and flute since childhood, so why wasn't sherecommended by Master Franklin?

After hearing Ramiro’s words, Isla gathered her courage and spoke up.She looked at Franklin, then Sylvia before addressing Ramiro directly."Old Mr. Cantrell, Master Franklin, since this zither is meant forsomeone who is destined to have it, do I have a chance to compete forit?"

Sylvia remained silent as she observed Ramiro's body conditionclosely.