After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 1022

Chapter 1022

He suddenly thought of something. If Master Franklin's eyes had recovered, wouldn't he realize that it was Sylvia who gave him acupuncture every day?

Jasper quickly took out his phone to notify Sylvia.

Sylvia had originally planned to visit the presidential palace again. When she received Jasper's message, she was stunned.

It was a day earlier than she had expected.

She quickly replied to Jasper, "I won't go today."

It was not the right time to meet Franklin yet.

The biggest obstacle between her and him had not been removed; she couldn't see him.

After all, the president was a very dangerous person.

As long as this dangerous person remained unsettled, she and Franklin could never live peacefully.

Besides the president, there were also Tyrell and his wife. She desperately wanted to find out what kind of relationship or deal existed between Tyrell, his wife, and the president.

Unfortunately, the satisfaction she felt from seeing Franklin every day over the past few days suddenly burst like a balloon-gone without a trace.

She felt a bit stifled, suffocated, and uneasy.

It was painful.

But she held it in.

After calming herself down, she began practicing her formation techniques. While practicing the Search Array, she frowned slightly.

The Search Array was used to detect nearby formations. As a beginner, she could only search within a few kilometers.

In the future, it might be possible to search within ten or even a hundred miles. But her current abilities were limited.

She first tried searching the courtyard where she and Old Mrs. Hipps lived.

It was clean, with nothing unusual.

She then searched the neighboring courtyard but found nothing there either.

After searching two courtyards in a row, she felt a bit tired and decided to stop.

Just as she stopped, there was a knock on the door. Sylvia wiped the sweat from her forehead and opened the door to see a tall man standing there.

Clare was dressed in beige loungewear, his tall frame making him look even more elegant and refined.

"Sylvia, our perfume company owes its revival to you. Next Wednesday, the company is hosting a celebration banquet to celebrate reaching sales of ten million bottles. So... will you attend?"

Sylvia was taken aback. She hadn't been paying attention to the perfume business lately. Had they really sold ten million bottles in just a few days?

"That fast?"

"Absolutely. The perfume you developed has been selling exceptionally well, and customer feedback has been excellent," Clare said with a handsome and gentle smile.

"Alright then. I can attend," Sylvia nodded. The Hipps family had a vast business empire, so there were always various social engagements to attend.

Having just participated in the Sweeney family's charity auction, now she had to attend the Hipps family's celebration banquet.

She felt that being the Hipps family's young lady kept her quite busy.

"That's wonderful. Everyone is eager to meet you and communicate with you face-to-face. They cherish and look forward to this opportunity to interact with a perfume master like you," Clare said charmingly.

Sylvia couldn't help but laugh, "Uncle, don't flatter me too much; I'll get conceited."

Clare looked at the young woman before him. She wore a cotton loungewear dress that revealed her slender, fair legs. Her figure was graceful, and her bright eyes were clear and sparkling. How could such a lovely child be in this family?

Franklin was lucky!

"It's already noon; come down for lunch," Clare said after checking the time. "The kitchen made your favorite crispy chicken and dumplings."

"You're making my mouth water," Sylvia said as she followed Clare downstairs to the dining room.

The aroma of food wafted through the air, making her realize how hungry she was after a busy morning.

Instead of sitting at the dining table, she went straight to the kitchen.

She personally served a plate of dumplings for Old Mrs. Hipps and another for Old Mr. Hipps.

Seeing how considerate and well-behaved she was, Clare's admiration for her grew even stronger. He quickly pushed aside a servant who was about to serve dumplings from the pot, "Sylvia, I'll serve yours."

This warm and harmonious family atmosphere was exactly what he had always strived for.

If only he could marry Mollie sooner, it would be perfect.

Just as he thought this, his phone rang as he placed the dumplings in front of Sylvia.

"Hello."

Emiliano's anxious voice came through the phone, "Mr. Hipps, something's wrong. Mollie has drowned."

Clare's face instantly filled with shock, "Drowned? How is that possible? She's always been an excellent swimmer and has even won swimming competitions. How could such an expert drown?"

Emiliano was equally puzzled, "I don't know the specifics either. From the surveillance footage, it looked like she was in a trance. And it happened in the swimming pool in my backyard. She's played in that pool since she was a child. How could she drown there? She's still unconscious and being resuscitated."

"Alright, I'll apply for a flight route immediately and head back," Clare said urgently. His fiancée nearly drowning left him deeply worried.

He hung up the phone, ready to leave without even eating his meal.