My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit novel Chapter 317

This woman was not simple!

She was panicking earlier, but she swiftly calmed down again.

Not only did she calm down quickly, but her brain also worked very fast. She thought of an explanation as to why she did not have her red mole in just a few seconds. Furthermore, that explanation was very reasonable, making people feel as if there was nothing wrong with it at all.

Could Sydney and Hunter control such an intelligent person?

After all, if someone like that decided to renegade, the consequences would be unimaginable!

At that thought, Julien took out his phone as he walked toward the elevator and dialed Zach's number.

"President Flint." Zach's voice sounded.

Julien pursed his lips and said in a cold voice, "Get someone to keep an eye on Denna Loffe. Let me know immediately if she behaves abnormally.”

He must not let this kind of person threaten Sydney.

If she dared to even think of doing something she should not do, he would nip her in the bud.

Although Zach did not know the reason behind why Julien was doing this, he nodded and replied, "Understood, President Flint. Is there anything else?"

"No." Julien hung up the phone.

On the other side, Sydney drove to the

courthouse.

Cayden and Luke were already waiting for her at the entrance. They walked over when they saw her get out of the car.

"Sis."

"Darling!"

Sydney closed the car door. "How long have you two been here?"

"We've been here a while now, but we couldn't go in since it wasn't time yet, so we had to wait outside." Cayden handed her a cup of milk tea that he bought beforehand.

Sydney took the milk tea. "Thanks, Cay."

"You're welcome." Cayden smiled gently.

Luke pointed opposite them. "Darling, those reporters are looking at you." Sydney sipped the milk tea and looked in the direction he pointed. A group of reporters was taking pictures of her.

She guessed that if not for the armed guards stationed outside the courthouse, these reporters would have rushed over to her.

After all, this trial was directly related to Lyra's fate. The reporters all wanted to know how she currently felt.

"Just ignore them, Sis. It'll only sour your mood." Layden glanced coldly at the group of reporters.

Sydney hummed. "Of course I'll ignore them, but what about you? Aren't you worried that they'll recognize you?"

Although he was wearing a hat and mask, his outstanding height and figure were enough to attract attention. Someone might be able to recognize him if they looked close enough.

Layden shrugged. "If they recognize me, then so be it. I don't care."

"It'll affect your career." Sydney pointed out.

Layden's eyes darkened. "It doesn't matter.

I might not be able to continue this career anyway."

"What do you mean?" Sydney and Luke exchanged a glance and looked at him at the same time.

"Kid, are you going to quit?" Luke put his hand on Layden's shoulder.

Layden shook Luke's hand off his shoulder and smiled at Sydney. "Yeah, but I'm still thinking about it."

"Why are you thinking of quitting?" Sydney frowned. "Isn't your dream to be a world-famous model? Cay, did something happen?"

Otherwise, why would he give up on his dream?

Cayden's eyes flickered. "It's nothing. I just feel a little tired, so I want to take a break."

"Really?" Sydney narrowed her eyes, obviously not believing him.

Cayden smiled and waved his hand. "All right, let’s stop talking about this. The door is opened. Let's go in."

Sydney turned to look that the door of the courtroom behind them had indeed opened. She nodded. "Okay, let's go."