After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 885

Chapter 885

Sylvia couldn't help but laugh. "I've noticed that you women seem to treat getting married as a lifelong goal, as if your only purpose in life is to compete for and snatch up men. Are you all just too bored or lonely with your lives? Is finding a man the only way for you to feel like you have any value?"

Darcie was like this, Tammy was like this, and even this girl Amelia was the same... It seemed like their ultimate goal no matter what their status or background was, was just to get married?!

It's ridiculous, isn't it? Sylvia found herself both amused and exasperated. She didn't know if it was because her man was too attractive or these women were living such narrow-minded lives.

Amelia tried to grab Sylvia's chin with her sharp nails but Sylvia easily dodged it and flipped Amelia's arm behind her back. "What? Feeling embarrassed now?"

Amelia's face turned red with anger. "Let go of me! You're from a lowly background yet dare look down on me! Who do you think you are? You're nothing but trash! You don't deserve Franklin! You can never measure up to him yet here you are spouting nonsense!"

"You slut, besides having a pretty face what else do you have?"

"Just wait and see," Amelia cursed furiously. As soon as she saw Sylvia she had texted some bodyguards telling them to come in through the restaurant's back door so they could take care of Sylvia quickly.

"Oh really? Still trying to plot against me?" Sylvia looked at Amelia's beautiful face carefully before saying. "You might not know how strong I am." She patted Amelia on the cheek lightly. "Look at how smooth your little face is; I advise against provoking me any further because one day I might just scratch it off."

She smiled while speaking but Amelia felt an icy chill run down her spine - despite how pretty and attractive she appeared there seemed something devilish about her.

Sylvia had scared Amria so much that she screamed out loud. "Let go of me!"

Sylvia let go of her, and she had been struggling desperately. With a bang, her body hit the door heavily and fell to the ground again.

Her screams attracted two restaurant waiters.

"Miss, oh my god! What's wrong with you?"

"Are you injured?"

The waiter quickly rushed over and helped Amelia up from the ground in a flustered manner.

She was dizzy and incredulously stared at Sylvia after being thrown down, "You wait for me!"

Sylvia smiled slightly, looking stunningly beautiful. "Miss Amelia, if you accidentally fall wearing such high heels, what does it have to do with me?"

She pointed to the water stain on the ground and said, "This water on the floor is still from when you spilled it here."

"You! It was you all along, you're the one who pushed me down!" Amelia's chest heaved with anger.

Because Sylvia and Amelia stayed in the bathroom for too long, Franklin and Brian couldn't wait any longer and walked towards there.

As soon as they arrived, they saw Amelia screaming and pointing at Sylvia with a hysterical expression, jumping up and down in anger.

She saw Brian and immediately complained with a pout, "Daddy, she bullied me and pushed me to the ground!"

Sylvia glanced at Brian and said lightly, "There are two waiters here. You can ask them if they have seen I pushed Miss Amelia."

The two waiters looked at each other in confusion, and before Brian could even ask, they quickly said, "No, we haven't seen anything."

"She fell down by herself."

"The ground was already very slippery."

Amelia's eyes widened with anger, "When you guys came over, I had already fallen down and she pushed me!"

Franklin's face turned cold. "It seems that Miss Amelia doesn't like my wife very much."

"By the way, Miss Amelia just mentioned wanting someone to rape me earlier. Miss Amelia... would you like to explain that to everyone?" Sylvia smiled and raised her phone, tapping the screen once. Amelia's furious yelling voice immediately came through.

Everyone heard her words loud and clear, without missing a single one.

Amelia's face turned pale instantly. "No... I didn't."