After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 349

Franklin's long, slanted eyes hooked, his thin lips raised into a smile, and his gaze swept over the room.

His eyes, however, betrayed no emotions.

Sylvia played the role of a female companion. Nestling in Franklin's arms. she could clearly feel Franklin gave off a cold aura.

But when she looked up, she found that a faint smile was still on the man's handsome face.

Just then, Franklin's magnetic voice rang out, "My female companion is the best woman in my eyes, so ..."

"Mr. Maskelyne, it would be unkind of you not to pick one, wouldn't it?" Terrance's eyes betrayed a hint of dissatisfaction. In his eyes, Franklin was too disrespectful.

However, when his eyes met Franklin's cold eyes, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his back.

He calmed down, skipped Franklin, and said to the other men, "Choose the one you like best!"

Sylvia, with her head down, let Franklin hug her and sat in her seat.

"Now ... I proudly invite you all to taste the latest arrival, Flame Pill! The flavor of Flame Pill is as pure and fragrant as it can be! All of you muse have one!"

After Terrance finished speaking, a few beautiful women walked into the conference room.

Each woman was holding a delicate tray with a small bowl on top of it!

Sylvia stared at the scene with a somewhat awful face.

Flame Pill!

It was said that people would feel cloud on nine after having it, and would be addicted to it as time went by.

Once people had one Flame Pill, the consequences were unthinkable.

And Terrance was inviting all the big shots to eat this?

Was he crazy?

This kind of addictive stuff!

"Terrance, are you muddleheaded? How dare you invite everyone to eat this stuff?" A pot-bellied middle-aged man said very angrily. "I’m okay with playing with women. Everyone likes it. But how about Flame Pill? Everyone knows very well what it is!"

Any rational man would not even touch it!

Questioned by this middle-aged man, Terrance looked awful. He slapped on the table, "Just a few of you present haven’t had it! You ask these people around you. Have they ate it!"

The middle-aged man sneered and looked at Franklin, "Mr. Maskelyne, what do you think?"

Franklin's lazy voice rang out as he glanced lazily at Terrance, then he said, "Such a filthy stuff doesn’t deserve me."

Franklin tilted his head and bent to Sylvia's neck every now and then, nibbled on her neck and exhaled hot breath.

Sylvia's eyes twitched, and she raised her hand to pinch the man hard around the waist.

But her ears remained attentive to all the sounds in the room.

Franklin smiled flirtatiously at her, "Baby, you say, is this stuff eatable?"

"Rubbish stuff, aren't you afraid of dying if you eat it?" Sylvia smiled with an innocent face.

Franklin curled his lips, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Those who do not want to eat it go out with me. Those who are willing to have it just stay here."

Terrance spoke with cold expression, "Mr. Maskelyne, it seems that you are not showing me respect? Don't forget, this is my turf! You have to eat it today anyway!"

Franklin smiled charmingly. "Terrance, all these years, Maskelyne Group has never been on the same page with you. Why are you picking on me?"

"Mr. Maskelyne, you are joking. I am just trying to make all of us closer to one another."

Terrance laughed.

"Closer to one another?" Franklin suddenly raised his hand and fished a few photos out of his pocket, "Could your business have made it to the top 500 by now without your wife? What do you think your wife's reaction would be if I showed her these pictures?"

The man quickly threw the photos on the table, and the crowd couldn't help but look over.