Chapter 241

The thought made a faint smile play around her mouth. It was a

charming smile, as bright as the morning sunlight, which seemed to

melt everything.

All people on the scene were stunned and couldn't help but praise her

beauty.

"Well done!" Franklin replied. He pulled out a bank card and tossed it to

James. "Five million dollars. Your reward."

“Thank you, Franklin." James grinned at him ear-to-ear and was

evidently overjoyed.

He had thought Franklin would hit him as he had been taken to the

police station.

Much to his surprise, Franklin rewarded him.

Sylvia walked to the two boys with a smile. "You can't solve the

problems by fighting. However, you wanted to defend me. I won't blame

you. James, Romeo, you are good friends. You must remember

violence can solve some problems sometimes, but it cannot solve all

problems. You are the sons of the Maskelyne and Kennedy families, so

you must be responsible for your families’ reputations. Don't do

anything to disgrace your clans, OK?"

James and Romeo were startled, feeling awkward.

It was one thing that they secretly defended Sylvia from hitting

Cameron. However, after she exposed it in public and reminded them

kindly, they felt shy.

However, sweetness surged inside them. They were delighted.

Significantly Romeo grew up in an environment that worshiped

violence. No one else had taught him such things.

For a moment, he couldn't utter a word.

The more he looked at Sylvia, the more he felt she was beautiful and

easygoing.

How he wished to be with her, listen to her, and watch her smile!

Inwardly, Romeo blamed his brother for coming over too late.

Seeing them keep silent, Sylvia beamed at them and softened her tone.

"I do appreciate your help. Come follow me. I'll treat you to dinner

tonight.”

"Dinner?" James’ eyes lit up.

“For real?" Romeo widened his eyes.

"Just a meal." Sylvia chuckled, "Congrats, James and Romeo. You've

become maturer and more responsible.”

Her words made Franklin's face darken.

Sylvia had never taken the initiative to treat him to a meal. However,

she invited the two boys for dinner.

Clark also looked gloomy. "Dr. Sylvia, you should be more generous.

My younger brother has apologized. He's still decent after admitting his

mistake and correcting it. Why didn't you invite him?"

"He insulted my sister-in-law. Why should we take him with us?" James

glared at him in anger.

He seemed to be on the verge of anger.

Cameron stood up miserably and hurriedly promised, "I swear it won't

happen again in the future.”

He realized even Clark was tolerant of Sylvia. What could he do? He

had to behave humbly in her presence.

As the son of the Wilson family, he had never been like this. Cameron

was angry but couldn't do anything.

“I'm not THAT generous to invite someone who insulted me for dinner,”

Sylvia replied sternly, "Mr. Wilson, sorry for that."

Clark's eyes became icy, but he didn't insist.

Franklin turned around to follow Sylvia. She frowned, "Why are you

following us?"

Franklin looked down at her, “I'll join your dinner.”

“No, you won't. Stay here to deal with the rest of matters." Sylvia stared

at him solemnly.

Her tone was full of scorn for Franklin.

Sylvia was still wearing transparent gloves and didn't want to stay with

him long, afraid she might expose her secret.

For some reason, she didn't want to let Franklin know she had been

drugged.

Franklin gazed at her intensely, her charm taking his breath away. He

thought she was gorgeous and reminded him of the star in the sky.

However, he sensed something wrong with her. He had such an odd

feeling for a while, although she looked as usual.

She wore delicate makeup with a faint smile. Her eyes were as bright

as the stars, and her lips were tender and juicy like rose petals.

Franklin frowned.

Sylvia seldom wore thick makeup. Instead, she put on lip gloss or eye

shadows only.

However, he could tell she had put on foundation and rouge on her

cheeks. She even wore contact lenses.

“When did Sylvia need contact lenses?"

She was born to be a beauty with a unique temperament, already like a

fairy without any makeup.

Franklin wondered why she had put on such thick makeup.

Gazing at her without blinking, he asked, "What on earth are you hiding

from me?"

"What are you talking about, Franklin? I don't follow." Sylvia's heart

trembled.

Her organs twisted.

Sylvia turned around and walked forward.

James secretly glanced at Franklin's annoyed face, hurriedly following

her.

"TSK. TSK. Sylvia is still the masterful woman."

Romeo followed suit, wondering if Franklin had an intimate relationship

with his goddess.

He sensed the intimacy between them.

In the police station, Clark looked at Cameron, whose head was

bandaged and whose face was blue and black, thinking his younger

brother looked miserable.

However, he didn't pity Cameron.

After glancing at the boy, he said crossly, "Stupid!"

Franklin pushed the door open and reentered. Looking down at the

Wilson brothers, he asked, "Done everything?"

Clark gazed at him coldly, "Mr. Maskelyne, it seems Dr. Sylvia doesn't

like you much.”

“None of your business," Franklin retorted.

Jasper walked over while holding a file folder. "Master Franklin, please

sign here."

After signing on the paper, Franklin looked over at the police chief.

"Can I leave now?"

"Of course, Mr. Maskelyne. Take care.” The police chief couldn't do

anything.

Clark also took Cameron away.