After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 370

She couldn't believe her eyes.

Sylvia was able to ruin a big group's reputation and make its share price drop severely in one day.

How did she manage to do that?

The most important thing was that she was able to keep this topic popular without being removed.

Cristal's back unconsciously broke out in a cold sweat.

If she had treated Jenna badly when she met Mrs. Wright and Jenna that day, would the Chan family have been implicated?

Cristal let out a long breath and turned off the phone.

She sat there, dumbfounded.

Since that day, she had been more careful with her words and actions.

She was no longer as arrogant and domineering as before. Instead she was polite to others and treated them with the utmost care.

Not only the people around her, but also Mr. and Mrs. Chan were shocked!

They asked her the reason, but she couldn't say anything.

She couldn't help but think of Tiffany ... The woman who was banned by the fashion industry.

Somehow, she felt Sylvia was the mastermind behind that thing.

In the hospital.

Poppy was lying on the hospital bed. She was getting thinner and thinner.

She had lost so much weight because her appetite was too bad.

The doctor had to give her an IV drip, fearing that she would collapse if she continued like this.

James was at her bedside, peeling the apple for her.

When it was done, James cut the apple into small pieces, put them on a plate and brought them to her.

On the paper, he wrote, "Poppy, have some."

"James ... do you think Franklin will still make up with Sylvia?" Poppy said persistently.

She was afraid she couldn't wait for the day they got back together.

She was really afraid that she would sleep forever.

"What are you talking about? Surely they will get back together." James wrote another line.

But as he wrote, his nose twitched.

His sister, who was so alive, had suddenly become so weak. Why did that damned mysterious man want to harm Sylvia and end up harming Poppy instead?

Whether it was Sylvia or Poppy got poisoned, he would be heartbroken.

He would rather be poisoned himself.

He sat with Poppy for a long time and waited until she fell asleep before he got up and walked out of the ward.

He silently leaned against the wall and slid down the cold wall.

He curled his legs up and sat on his crossed legs.

He couldn't help but whimper out.

At that moment, a fair hand pressed his shoulder. Then a person squatting in front of him, stretching her arms to take him into her arms.

"You are the brother. How can you be defeated? Franklin is busy, and Poppy only has you to rely on..."

Sylvia's gentle voice rang in James' ear. He could not help but raise his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him.

Her beautiful face was so close, and her eyes were as gentle as a mother's.