After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities
Chapter 727

Chapter 727

How could a woman dare to challenge the President?

Isabelle is, after all, the President's daughter. Who does Sylvia thinkshe is?

Almost every man in the room had this thought when they saw Sylvia.Although she was beautiful, what good was that? She was just adecoration and an accessory for men.

A few men recognized Franklin's identity and immediately approachedhim with smiling faces to greet him.

"Mr. Maskelyne, you're here?"

"Mr. Maskelyne, it's been a few months since we last met. How haveyou been?"

"And who is this person next to you...?"

Franklin was the head of MI6 and had worked with them on developingnew energy sources and other important matters. He had met manyimportant figures from the Middle Evroya before.

So these people knew that Franklin had a special status.

Harold, the minister, also walked over and greeted Franklin politely.Then everyone saw... not only did he greet Franklin politely but he evencomplimented Sylvia by saying "Miss Andrews, you look beautifultoday."

A few noble ladies recognized Sylvia's necklace and earrings asdesigns by X - an internationally renowned designer - their eyes filledwith envy and jealousy as they looked at her.

X's works were always expensive; this set of jewelry was even limitededition made from rare purple diamonds which matched perfectly withher purple dress.

Elegant yet luxurious - everything about her exuded wealth!

But what good did wealth do? She still didn't have any family or socialstatus...

The President saw Harold being so respectful towards a woman whichdisgusted him greatly! “Harold has become more useless than ever!What reason does he have to greet a woman like that? He evenlowered himself to greet this woman! He really doesn't take himselfseriously as minister anymore!"

The President despised women from his heart.

Harold felt embarrassed when he caught sight of how the Presidentviewed women but wanted nothing more than telling him how amazingSylvia truly is! He especially wanted to emphasize one point: Don'tmess with this lady! She's awesome!

However, the President didn't give Harold any chance or time for it...The disdain in his expression was palpable, as he exuded the air ofhaughtiness. "Miss, don't you know that you should show some respectwhen speaking to me? Since you know I am the President, you shouldgive me the respect I deserve.”

Although he didn't want to bother with Sylvia, he remembered that shewas brought here by Franklin and felt that he had to greet her despitehis inner contempt for Sylvia.

Harold sweated profusely on behalf of the President. He really wantedto tell the President loudly how impressive this woman was! You needto stop now!

But there seemed no opportunity...

He could only watch as the President walked further down his path ofself-destruction...

His heart was pounding.

"Mr. President, if you want respect from others, shouldn't you first showsome respect for your own daughter?" Sylvia raised her red lips with amocking glint in her eyes.

The President really made her nauseous. He led countless men in thiscountry who were esponsible for so much persecution against womenand children.

The President thought that if he showed his prowess, Sylvia would bescared out of wits; after all, she was nothing more than a woman.

But instead...

This woman dared challenge him again without any fear!

His eyes were filled with disdain as he spoke mockingly, "Mr.Maskelyne, does this lady always speak so eloquently? Women shouldobediently follow men's orders no matter what."

Franklin lifted up his handsome face slightly; deep within those eyeslurked an inexplicable coldness as his voice remained devoid ofemotion. "Mr. President, we have always treated each other equally;she can say whatever she wants because it's her freedom.” He pausedbefore adding, "No matter what she does or says... I will support her."The President had been slammed twice by Franklin already, leavinghim feeling very uncomfortable inside.

Deborah had just witnessed an entertaining scene unfold before hervery eyes; especially when Isabelle got slapped by the President earlieron, it made Deborah feel particularly satisfied inside.

Now she quickly played the role of a dutiful wife, "Mr. President... Mr.Maskelyne has come all this way which must have been quite tiring forhim; Waylon will be here soon.”

Her son finally arrived and walked over after she urged him many time.When the President heard Deborah's voice, he couldn't help but thinkof Franklin's identity. He stiffened his face and waved to Waylon, whowas walking towards them from a distance. "Waylon, come here. Thisis Mr. Maskelyne." Waylon had just come out of the bathroom and hisface was extremely stiff due to the numbness caused by the icecovering it. He wanted to smile but couldn't manage it at all.