After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 920

Chapter 920

"Did our family's child grow up smoothly and have such an excellent daughter? And what about her mother?" Jasmine looked at Queena with tears in her eyes. "Where is she? Can I see her? I really want to see her!"

Queena saw her tears and felt a pang of sourness in her nose. She turned away before speaking, taking a moment to compose herself. "She passed away, in a car accident. Sylvia's sister was also in the car, and they both... passed away."

Jasmine froze, transparent tears streaming down her face like broken beads. "How could that be possible? She was still so young..."

She choked up as she looked at Queena, eyelashes trembling uncontrollably. "Sister-in-law, it's my fault; everything is my fault! If I had stayed with her back then, she wouldn't have left our family."

"Jasmine ," Queena said softly as she tried to console Jasmine while wiping the tears from her own face with one hand.

"It has been so many years since then; why do you keep bringing it up?" Her nose reddened slightly as she spoke.

"I don't have any wishes or desires; all I want is for Sylvia and Clare to be well taken care of," Queena continued.

"As for Madeleine... it has been so many years now that I no longer think about her anymore." She suppressed the pain deep within herself but every word felt like a knife twisting inside of her heart.

It was as if someone were holding a knife and stabbing repeatedly into the depths of heartache that couldn't be released or vented out.

"Our Hipps family hasn't done anything wrong but God took away my beloved Madeleine," Queena said firmly while looking at Jasmine through tear-filled eyes.

"So many people wanted us Hipps family to fall apart; so many people wanted us destroyed but no matter what they do we will never fall!"

At this moment, it seemed like nothing had changed from when she was on the battlefield - an iron lady who stood alone against all odds!

"Sister-in-law!" Jasmine finally couldn't hold back any longer and burst into painful sobs without caring about maintaining any grace or composure.

It seemed like all these years of homesickness had finally caught up with them - wanting to cry out all their pain, regret and longing for home altogether.

"Sylvia is our only comfort. All we can do is protect her and Clare, and not give those people any opportunity. The first time caught us off guard, but the second time would be foolish. So I don't want a repeat of the Hipps family disaster like last time," Queena said as she wiped away tears with a tissue and handed two to Yetan.

"Stop crying, we're not dead yet! We still have to protect our children," she continued.

"My sister-in-law is right, we're not dead yet! If those people want to target Hipps family again, they'll have to step over our dead bodies!" Giancarlo lay on his hospital bed staring at the ceiling with hatred in his eyes. "They want to destroy us Hipps family? Not a chance!"

"If they find out that we've found Sylvia, they'll definitely come up with other plans. When there was only Clare as the heir of Hipps family, they wanted us dead; now there's Sylvia who's such an excellent granddaughter - who knows what crazy things they might do?" Old Mr. Hipps' hair was white against his temples but his eyes were full of spirit as if he had suddenly regained fighting spirit. "I will do everything in my power to protect these children!"

He swore!

The largest conference room at SouthStar Airlines.

Ten tall men dressed in SouthStar Airlines pilot uniforms stood side by side with their hands holding their caps while their SouthStar Airlines badges shone under the lights; all of them looked serious as they gazed at a handsome man standing before them.

Franklin scanned these ten neatly arranged men and spoke solemnly. "You are all chosen from among the best pilots at SouthStar Airlines; you must perform exceptionally well in this international pilot knowledge competition."

All ten replied loudly. "We will definitely do so!"

Franklin narrowed his eyes slightly and said. "Let's go!"

Today was just a preliminary round for an international pilot knowledge competition consisting of three rounds. preliminaries, semi-finals and finals - followed by elimination rounds until one winner remained.

In Franklin's view, written exams were relatively simple compared to finals which were much more difficult; however he still had some confidence in his team members.

After leaving the meeting room via elevator down into parking lot where everyone got into internal specialized cars marked clearly with SouthStar Airline logo on top

Jasper and Franklin got into a black car and headed towards the competition venue. The competition was set in Larro's largest sports stadium, where flight elites from all over the world were waiting to enter.

Almost every participating pilot wore a uniform representing their identity and airline company.

The uniform styles varied, but it was well known that pilots had to be physically fit, so this time's knowledge contest even added a physical fitness competition.

There were not only blonde-haired and blue-eyed pilots but also pilots from various airlines in the East. All you could see were one handsome guy after another, which was simply a feast for uniform enthusiasts.

The atmosphere on-site exuded solemnity everywhere with monitoring equipment everywhere. T

here were also large screens above the audience seats outside of the venue that clearly showed everything inside the exam room; any movement could be seen clearly.

After getting off the car, staff immediately greeted them and helped SouthStar Airlines' participants complete their entry procedures into the exam room.