Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee novel Chapter 117

Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee Chapter 117

Chapter 117 What Is Your Opinion on This?

The wedding scene was already bustling with excitement.

The guests, who were originally in high spirits to congratulate, suddenly turned into onlookers enjoying the show!

Gavyn’s face was expressionless, and only those close to him could feel the rampant coldness emanating from him, as terrifying as an approaching storm.

“The operating system has issues, and you guys don’t know how to cut off the power? Where are your brains?”

The person in charge seemed to have some heart issues, as their face grew paler and paler. In the end, their eyes rolled back, and they fainted from fright.

Lloyd jumped in surprise, “Oh, oh! What’s going on here? Don’t pass out on me. Hurry, hurry, bring the oxygen bag!”

The bodyguard quickly handed over the oxygen bag.

The assistant of the person in charge hurriedly explained, “Mr. Delacruz, we’ve tried cutting off the power, but it’s useless. Even without power, the screen continues to play as usual.”

“Then smash it for me!”

The person in charge woke up with a gasp, almost fainting again. “Mr. Delacruz, this screen costs

millions…”

“Crash!”

Gavyn’s face was half submerged in shadows cast by the light, his expression dark and unclear, and an intimidating aura emanated from him.

“Yes, yes, yes… I’m going to smash it right away!”

Let’s get to it! The resourceful person rolled up their sleeves, and together with a few staff members, they gathered nearby idle tables, chairs, and wooden sticks, then waved their hands. towards the big screen!

A wave of astonishment swept through the audience.

“What’s this for… to keep people from seeing it, right?”

“Smash it directly? He’s really willing to do that.”

“What are you saying? If it doesn’t work out, are we just going to entertain everyone with erotic

art?”

The sound of clanging and banging echoed all around, and even though the screen was worth millions, it couldn’t withstand the violent dismantling by the crowd. Moments later, with a loud banga unassive crack appeared on the screen

Scoop set

The video Sially came to a balt, ending in a brutal manner.

Laila’s face turned pale, and her slow-witted brain finally snapped back to reality, working rapidly. “Gay, you have to believe me, it really wasn’t me…”

Before she could finish speaking, two lines of tears streamed down her face. Her delicate eyebrows Burrowed Sightly, and her long eyelashes were damp with dew. It was a sight that evoked sympathy

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