After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 678

Chapter 678

Sylvia was special, and it had nothing to do with where she came from or her family background...

She was just that unique, that dazzling, that eye-catching.

Radiant enough to make one's heart throb.

For some reason, Isla suddenly had a terrible thought that even she found unbelievable.

In this moment, she suddenly felt ridiculous for running over here for Franklin and being jealous of Sylvia. And then even more childish for competing with Sylvia.

Her auntie was right. There were still many things she needed to learn. She stared at Sylvia blankly for a while before finally speaking up, "Miss Andrews... would you be willing to take me as your apprentice? I want to learn about computer skills from you and also archery... can you tell me why my horse lost control?"

Sylvia looked at Isla for a few seconds without hiding anything before saying, "Because you held onto the horse's neck too tightly. It wasn't comfortable and became agitated. Especially when its belly was squeezed tightly."

Isla looked at Sylvia with clear eyes. "I don't understand why you saved me."

Sylvia looked at her as if looking at an idiot. "Do I have to watch you die?"

Isla couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth under Sylvia's oppressive gaze as if she had asked a very stupid question.

Sylvia said sharply, "Forgive me for being blunt, Miss Saunders, but I don't want to waste too much time on dealing with women around Franklin. The best way is... to ignore them."

This statement was particularly sharp and could even be considered impolite.

But Isla didn't flinch or feel embarrassed in any way; there was even a hint of inexplicable enthusiasm in her eyes as she spoke up again, "... Miss Andrews, I... I'm not interested in Master Franklin now; I just want to learn from you..."

As she spoke more words, she blushed more.

"I think Vaughn has great taste since he is on your side early on! If I take your side now, will it be too late? But compared to him, I know how better how girls like makeup products or shopping... so much better than him."

She was praising herself, trying to win Sylvia's favor.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in you," Sylvia said calmly.

She refused her bluntly.

Isla suddenly felt uncomfortable, even more so than when she found out that Franklin liked Sylvia.

She couldn't help but lower her head and sink into a feeling of self-disgust.