After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 1000

Chapter 1000: Let You Know Who is the Boss

At that moment, a series of chaotic footsteps could be heard.

Franklin listened intently, his unfocused eyes turning towards the door, the source of the noise.

Although he couldn't see, his hearing was now many times more sensitive.

Sure enough, two or three minutes later, the President's displeased voice echoed from the doorway.

"What do you think you're doing? Rebelling?"

"Mr. President, what brings you here so late at night?" Franklin's voice was cold.

It didn't sound like a son speaking to his father at all.

The President's face turned green with anger. He pointed at Franklin, wanting to scold him. "You!"

But as soon as he said a word, he put his hand down in frustration because no matter what he did, Franklin couldn't see it.

This made him extremely annoyed.

Thinking about how he had gone to great lengths to bring back his son only for him to become blind made him even more depressed.

Being blind was one thing, but his heart was still set on a daughter-in-law whom the President completely disapproved of.

So yesterday, he had a wicked idea and sent a woman to Franklin.

This woman was carefully selected, with a voluptuous figure that no man could resist.

And the result? This damn blind man kicked her so hard that he broke two of her ribs.

She had just come to him crying, scaring the President half to death.

No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't swallow this anger and decided to come personally to reprimand his disobedient son.

These days, what kind of son behaves like this?

Completely disregarding his father!

He took a deep breath, his voice still filled with severe displeasure. "Why did you hit a woman? Don't you have any manners? All those years of education for nothing? I heard you graduated from a prestigious school. Is this what you learned there?"

Franklin curled his lips in a smile full of endless sarcasm. "Mr. President, if you came here for this matter, then please leave. I don't usually hit women, but I absolutely cannot tolerate a woman who tries to challenge my bottom line."

"Between men and women, it's just those things! What did she do wrong? She just wanted to stay with you and help you! She's so kind and beautiful, yet you completely ignored her sincerity and trampled on it!"

The President argued unreasonably.

He made a sordid affair sound exceptionally pure and refined.

It completely refreshed Jasper's understanding. He stared at the President in disbelief. This... truly worthy of someone who often gives speeches! Turning black into white with such skill is indeed admirable.

Franklin was amused by his biological father's words.

See, this is his biological father. How is he any different from Tyrell, his adoptive father?

Saying such subversive things with such righteousness.

"Mr. President, if you're here to talk about this garbage, please leave."

After saying that, he directly groped his way to the bed in front of the President. "Please don't disturb my rest. After all... I am now a patient."

The President was so angry that he almost choked. "Tomorrow I'll pick another beauty to send over. You'd better be sensible. What man doesn't want a few women who understand him by his side?"

"You're talking about yourself! Abandoning your wife for other women!" Franklin's expression was icy, and the room's temperature instantly dropped.

He could never forget the image of his biological mother dying in despair.

What kind of torment and pain it was.

Later... he was driven out of the house by this heartless man.

His mother's despair before her death had long been imprinted in his heart. So he vowed that his woman would be happy for life! He would never betray Sylvia!

Hearing Franklin's provocation, the President's face changed drastically. He held back his anger but said nothing.

He turned and left.

He was furious!

Tomorrow he would find a way to teach this disobedient son a lesson and let him know who is the boss!

Lakeside Pavilion of the Hipps Residence.

Maritza had barely slept all night. She watched as the eastern sky turned pale and then brightened with the rising sun.

The sunlight spread across the land but did not reach her heart.

She held her phone but had no mood to look at the trending topics.

Every word seemed to sting her eyes.

It felt like the whole world was accusing her perfume of being toxic!

How could this be?

She couldn't understand it no matter how much she thought about it.

Suddenly, the clock on the wall struck eight times!

She woke up as if from a dream, staring at the number eight with a pale face. It was eight o'clock!

Her hands trembling, she opened her phone contacts and immediately called the master's disciple.