After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 905

Chapter 905

Paul thought it was absurd when the woman said that. He retorted, "My brother didn't force your son to do so."

"I don't care, but you have to indemnify us for these adventure mishaps. What kind of family raises such a spoiled child?" the middle-aged woman shouted.

The other parents chimed in, "You must be accountable for these unexpected incidents. What kind of family cultivates such a spoiled child like yours?"

"At the very least, each of you should compensate us with $500, 000. You can donate tens of millions easily, so what's the big deal of $500, 000?"

"That's right, we were fortunate that the children are unharmed this time. If anything happens next time, you'll pay with your lives. It's not only about money anymore."

"Otherwise, we'll expose how wealthy families like yours treat our ordinary children and make it public through the media."

"Yeah! It's too much!"

"Do you believe having money gives you permission to do whatever you want?"

Sylvia was developing a headache from listening to all this.

Franklin grabbed her hand and shook his head at her before saying to those constantly shouting parents. "I will let my lawyer communicate with you all; I don't mind going through legal procedures. If it is determined that my brother and Mr. Kennedy bear legal responsibility, then we can compensate them accordingly. But if there isn't any legally binding reason, then I'm sorry everyone; we won't be responsible."

"For humanitarian reasons," Franklin continued in a powerful voice filled with sharpness and coldness that left no room for argumentation. "I'll cover the medical expenses for these sixteen children myself but everything else will follow the law."

His strong presence coupled with his icy voice left those shouting parents speechless momentarily.

Paul quickly said, "Mr Maskelyne, let's split it evenly between us."

"It's just a small amount," Franklin replied nonchalantly.

It took quite some time before the most arrogant middle-aged woman reacted. "Oh my god! This is murder yet they still refuse to pay!"

"Is this fair?"

"I'll expose them right now! I'll find media outlets right away so that their shameless behavior can go public!" Other parents also became excited as if they had suffered great injustice which required immediate redressal by someone else.

"We're going to James' hospital room to see if he's awake," Sylvia said. She didn't want to get tangled up with these people anymore, it was pointless.

She turned and walked away, but the middle-aged woman suddenly sprang up from the ground and rushed towards her, blocking her way.

"I don't care, you have to pay money. Don't even think about leaving without paying," she said.

"Hello ma'am, I am Mr. Maskelyne's personal lawyer. Is there anything you need to discuss with me?"

At that moment, a young man wearing glasses came out of the elevator carrying a briefcase. He looked like he was in a hurry but spoke calmly and confidently.

He smiled at the middle-aged woman and said, "Please follow me this way. There are chairs here; let's sit and talk."

Taking advantage of their conversation, Franklin took Sylvia's hand and turned around to leave.

The middle-aged woman gritted her teeth in anger. "I don't want to talk with you! I want to talk with Franklin and Sylvia!"

"I am their representative lawyer appointed by them, so talking with me is just as good," the lawyer continued smilingly.

Meanwhile, Sylvia and Franklin had arrived at James' hospital room door along with Paul who followed behind them.

"Miss Andrews, Mr. Maskelyne thank you for saving Romeo this time."

"It was no trouble," Sylvia replied with a headache as she looked at him.

Franklin felt irritated when he saw how attentive Paul was being towards Sylvia but since Paul wasn't really a bad person he could only speak in a low voice asking. "How is Romeo doing?"

"He's doing fine; he should be able to go home today." Romeo glanced over at James who had just woken up not too long ago; his head still feeling foggy from it all.

Seeing three people walk into his hospital room made him feel even more confused than before.

Almost murmuring under his breath, James asked, "I'm still alive? I've been saved? I'm not dead?"

"If you died, your brother would be furious," joked Sylvia, looking at him teasingly.

James listened intently, feeling like he was dreaming.