Chapter 315

Kaitlin held Tyrell's arm with a meaningful smile. “Tyrell, you can't be so

cruel to Franklin. He is our son."

"Honey, we must avenge our daughter.” Tyrell looked at Kaitlin and

kissed her face. "Franklin, you have one day to make a decision.

Otherwise, I will kill Sylvia!"

After saying that, he wrapped his arm around Kaitlin's waist and went

straight to the morgue!

Taryn's corpse was kept there.

Sylvia, who remained restless, always felt that something bad was

going to happen.

She had stayed up all night in Pearlhall Villa.

A vivid image of Taryn begging her on her knees kept flashing in

Sylvia's mind.

Sylvia sat up distractedly and found that dawn broke.

With a long breath, she got more anxious.

Sylvia wondered whether Taryn died of the disease triggered by the

horror.

Sylvia thought there was more to it than that.

But she was still worried that Taryn really died because of her.

Sylvia washed up in annoyance, after which she went downstairs and

walked around inside the living room.

Even Logan, Mark, and Vaild sensed her mood swings.

They all walked out of their bedrooms.

They all looked at Sylvia and wanted to say something, which made

Sylvia even more distracted.

"What are you doing? Instead of staring at me, you should try to find

out what this is all about.”

Annoyed, Sylvia sat down on the couch and started reading the news

on her phone.

Logan walked in front of her. "Just stop. This will make you angrier.”

"What do you mean?" Sylvia was confused.

“The videos about you are trending on the Internet." Logan said in a

deep voice, "We spent the whole night deleting those videos, only to

see more in return.”

Sylvia froze when seeing the trending video, in which Sylvia grabbed

her handbag and left Taryn to kneel alone at the door. Taryn had her

back to the camera, so no one could see her look.

But just after Sylvia left the room, Taryn collapsed.

In the video, Sylvia looked cold and ruthless. As a web celebrity, she

could be easily recognized.

Therefore, the video attracted great attention.

The comments were all against Sylvia.

“It's said that the young lady who knelt passed away."

"My goodness! What a pitiful lady!

“I didn't expect Sylvia to be so heartless."

"I used to be her fan. Her true face disappoints me."

"l do hate her now."

"What a cruel woman she is!"

"She is a murder.”

"She should be responsible for that young lady. She must go to jail!"

“Cristal Chan is my good friend, and she said that the deceased young

lady was the daughter of the Maskelyne family!"

Sylvia got breathless, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She was

thought of as a murderer. How ridiculous!

“Just tell the others to continue deleting them. Otherwise, I will hold you

accountable.”

Just when Sylvia finished her words, Franklin walked in.

He looked battered and beaten overnight.

He even came without shaving.

Startled, Sylvia stood up from the sofa and asked, "Why are you here?"

And then she saw a strange man behind Franklin.

This man was expressionless but murderous, so Sylvia could not help

but give him another glance.

Franklin fixed his eyes on Sylvia, as if he wanted to imprint her in his

heart.

He was distressed, but he had no choice.

Crazy and insane, Tyrell could do anything. However powerful Franklin

was, he was no match for Tyrell. Franklin's nose twitched and he

wanted to weep.

He wanted to take Sylvia into his arms and tell her, "Sweetie, I believe

you. I do believe you."

But now, he was in no position to do that.

Franklin felt he had a bloody hole in his heart, which ached with every

breath.

He had read those comments on the internet.

Franklin knew it was just a warning from Tyrell.

However, Franklin could do nothing with it, because of which he could

barely breathe.

He had to slowly close his eyes with pale lips. And finally, he stepped

forward and held her in his arms.

Franklin kept trembling. As strength left his legs, he could hardly keep

his balance.

His eyes were bloodshot.

He hoped time could freeze.

He wanted to do nothing but hold her that way.

The Maskelyne family adopted him and raised him. The old Maskelyne

took good care of him, and Mr. And Mrs. Maskelyne relinquish control

of the Maskelyne Group to him.

Makena died because of him, and now, Taryn died in front of him.

Franklin couldn't do anything to Tyrell, but he could choose to protect

Sylvia.

Before Sylvia could say something, Franklin released his hold on her.

Franklin said with pain, "Let's break up."

It almost killed him to say so, and his eyes were filled with grief.

Sylvia meant the world to Franklin. But now, for the sale of Sylvia,

Franklin had no choice but to push her away from himself.

Franklin was determined to figure out how Taryn died. Before that, he

had to keep Tyrell from harming Sylvia.

Franklin needed time to investigate it.

For now, he couldn't afford to irritate Tyrell! Franklin was not afraid of

Tyrell, but he didn't dare to risk Sylvia's life! Therefore, Franklin had to

agree to break up with Sylvia.

Shocked, Sylvia clenched her fists with a sneer. “It seems you also

believe in the video on the internet.”

“I don't believe that," said Franklin right away.

Hearing this, Sylvia looked at him expressionlessly, as if he was telling

a joke.

Franklin reached out and touched her hair. "But Taryn is my sister. She

was with you before she died, so ... you and I are destined to

separate.”

“To put it bluntly, you don't trust me." Sylvia smiled coldly. "Get out! Get

out of my house!"

Franklin looked at Sylvia deeply. Whatever happened, he would trust

her.

He thought, "Sweetie, I'm sorry.”

Franklin closed his eyes and turned around, afraid that he would be

unwilling to leave if he remained.

Without hesitation, he walked to the door.

Seeing this, the man behind Franklin nodded with satisfaction.

"Franklin, what kind of man would leave while his wife is in trouble!"