After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 679

Chapter 679

"Thud!"

Vaughn fell off his chair with a shocked expression on his face. He landed hard on the floor, wincing in pain.

"Holy crap!"

"Are you possessed by a ghost?"

"Isla, what's going on?"

Vaughn looked like he had seen a ghost, his expression was horrifying.

"Can your food be eaten? Did you intentionally poison it and wait for Miss Andrews to eat it?"

Isla glared at Vaughn with some annoyance and then looked at her other MI6 colleagues who were also staring at her in horror.

She stomped her foot in frustration. "How could I possibly harm Miss Andrews? What are you all saying? I... I can cook, maybe not as well as a chef but I won't poison the food."

As she spoke, she quickly picked up a fork and took a bite of the fried mushroom herself.

"If this is poisoned, I'll be the first one dead."

Sylvia interrupted her righteous indignation. "Let me taste it."

Her cool voice sounded like summer water flowing into Isla's ears. Her beautiful face was filled with gratitude. "Miss Andrews, why are you so good to me? You're too good to me..."

She leaned closer to Sylvia and stared directly into Sylvia's fair face with her flirtatious eyes. "Is it delicious or not?"

Sylvia nodded slightly, "The taste is pretty good."

Isla looked pleasantly surprised, "Really?"

"Mm-hmm."

"That's great! Can I cook for you every day from now on? I can learn many different types of cuisine."

Isla was brimming with enthusiasm about cooking.

Franklin frowned disapprovingly when he saw Isla acting as if she were in love and making such sweet gestures towards Sylvia; he felt very uncomfortable about it all.

His serious tone became cold as ice when he spoke, "Isla, do you have nothing better to do in computer technology department?"

Isla froze immediately upon hearing Franklin's words; she felt an icy breath rushing towards her face which made her shiver involuntarily. When their eyes met, she quickly turned away from Franklin's cold gaze .

Her desire to get close to Sylvia suddenly deflated like punctured balloon.

"... Miss Andrews..." She looked pitifully at Sylvia, looking just like an injured child.

"I... I'd better stay away from you, otherwise Master Franklin will get angry. I don't want to make him angry, it's all my fault..."

She was almost crying...