After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 296

Looking at the dead cat on the ground, no one went up to take care of its corpse.

Tyrell was a ruthless and horrifying man.

"Frank." He called Franklin.

Franklin was stunned and looked up at Tyrell.

"Father."

"So, you still remember I'm your father?"

Tyrell snorted.

"Father..."

"You haven't visited your mother and me for almost two years. You must think you have grown mature enough to live without us now."

"I'm sorry."

"I heard you divorced," Tyrell said in a stern voice. He knew that his son didn't have much love for him.

Maybe he had been desperate to cut off all connection with him. Or maybe he might even want to...

"Father, you didn't care when I got married. Why are you asking me about my divorce now?" Franklin looked aloof.

Their relationship was even worse than that between two strangers.

"Why should I care? You don't deserve it," Tyrell said coldly, "And you know why. You are the cruelest man in the world. You killed your sister. She was such a sweet girl and you killed her!"

Franklin lowered his head and closed his eyes.

"If accusing me is what you want me here for, there's no need for that."

The anger in his eyes gave him away.

He felt heartbroken at the mention of his elder sister.

"You don't deserve anyone's love, so you divorced. And look at you, you can't even keep a woman. You are useless! You have money and power, so what? Your wife left you. Why? Because you are simply trash! You are a murderer who killed your sister!"

Tyrell started at Franklin, suddenly got up, walked up to him, and his cold voice sounded in Franklin's ear.

"Franklin, you're garbage. You're a waste! Of course, your wife would leave you. Because you don't deserve anyone's love, you should go to hell!"

"Stop! Stop talking!"

Franklin hit the pillar next to him with his fist in anger.

Blood gushed out.

Tyrell sneered, and his demon-like voice echoed in the hall. He grabbed Franklin's hand, "Look, you can bleed? My daughter, died bleeding and it hurt thousand times more than you do now!"

"Why waste any time on him?"

Suddenly, a woman's voice came.

Franklin looked over and saw a woman walking down the stairs. She looked gorgeous, in a tailored dress that was embroidered with flowers.

But her words were cruel.

She walked up to Franklin. Her eyes blazed with coldness.

All of a sudden, she slapped him in the face, but Franklin had been numb and didn't feel any pain. "You know why we called you here?" Kaitlin stared at him, "Because... It's your sister's death anniversary tomorrow. You must have forgotten all about it."

"I haven't..." Franklin's eyes were bloodshot and he stared at everyone in the hall without any focus.

It hurt... his heart hurt as well as his head.

He felt as if his head was going to explode.

It hurt so much... 'Sylvia, where are you? I am so sad. I can hardly breathe...'

Despair overwhelmed Franklin.