After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities
Chapter 730

Chapter 730

Harold, equally shocked, widened his eyes in astonishment. Withoutwaiting for the President to recover, he quickly spoke up again, givingthe President a slap in the face. "She is also the Deputy Chief of MI6...and Franklin's wife."

A sudden thunderclap!

He thought this woman was just a companion that Franklin broughtalong to play with.

The Deputy Chief of MI6... the President almost fainted with his eyesrolling back.

He only felt that his face was hurting more.

After Harold finished speaking, he seemed to have finally revealedsome kind of earth-shattering news and let out a sigh of relief.

He had been unable to replace an opportunity to tell the President aboutSylvia's identity, but now he finally spoke up.

No matter how powerful and eloquent the President may be whenfacing his subordinates, at this moment, he is speechless and unable toutter a word.

He watched helplessly as Sylvia curled her crimson lips and spoke in acool, lazy voice, "I heard that Mr. President has been displeased withmy Athena Society for a long time. You've been suppressing us in everyaspect of our work. Now I'm here, if anyone has any opinions orsuggestions, feel free to talk to me face-to-face.”

Athena Society...

The President was stunned by Sylvia's words, and how come shementioned the association again as soon as she opened her mouth?What is all this about? Isn't this woman the chairperson of LongevityPharmaceuticals? Why is she now involved with that associationagain?

For some reason, the President suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart,wondering if Sylvia was the mysterious president of that protectionassociation.

No, it's not possible... Her power couldn't reach over to the MiddleEvroya.

"Miss President, my father has always been stubborn and unwilling tosee any improvement in the status of women. You don't need to wasteyour breath talking to him."

At this moment, Isabelle spoke softly to Sylvia, her tone filled withcontempt for the President.

The President's mind is blank.

President... President...

She turned out to be the president of that protection association.

How can a woman have so many identities?

Is it even possible for such an impressive woman to exist?

The President couldn't accept this reality. He looked down on women,believing them to be nothing more than tools. How could they compareto men in terms of ability, intelligence, or physical strength?

No! It couldn't be true!

As he struggled with this realization, he saw Sylvia not far away. Shesmiled gracefully and confidently waved her hand.

"My dear members," she said. "Won't you come say hello to thePresident?"

And so many women at the banquet stood up.

In unison, they said to the President. "Hello, Miss Andrews, hello, Mr.President!”

The President raised his head in shock and stared at these women -some were wives of officials while others were CEOs of majorcorporations... even journalists and servers from the banquet...

They had infiltrated every corner of the hall! They were all members ofAthena?!

How was it possible? When did Athena grow so powerful?

He took several steps back in disbelief.

"You... you... how is this possible?" he stammered.

At that moment, three female chefs dressed in kitchen uniforms rushedover upon hearing what happened. They respectfully greeted Sylvia:"Hello, Miss Andres, hello, Mr. President! We may have been late butwe will never miss out.”

Sylvia nodded approvingly before turning back towards the President.“The power of women may arrive late but it will never be absent,” shesaid firmly. "I hope you remember my words today."

The President's face turned pale as he stared at her without being ableuttering any words.

His heart pounded fiercely, almost jumping out from his throat!

After taking several deep breaths later on, he finally spoke, "No... noobjections.” He paused before continuing weakly, "How is it evenpossible for me objecting anyway? From now on, we must protect ourvulnerable groups like women and children vigorously; we cannot letthem suffer any harm.”

He had no idea what he had just said. It was as if his soul had beensucked out of him, leaving him to unconsciously speak words he didn'teven understand.

Sylvia's voice was strong and forceful, hitting him hard in the heart.

“I hope Mr. President remembers what you said today. Everyone here...is a witness!"