Chapter 324

This was the most incredible experience in his career.

Not only was there an exciting racing and a driver who could drive at

over 900 km/h, but also a female competitor going crazy and taken

away by police as a murderer.

What a drama with so many twists!

This world championship was destined to go down in history because

SEVEN was really perfect.

Sylvia walked forward with Logan.

Franklin's throat tightened for a moment when she passed by, his deep

dark eyes flashing with greed.

However, Sylvia, who was as stunningly beautiful, did not even look at

him and left.

He silently looked at her back and her arm holding the helmet. He

pursed his lips.

She ... seemed to have left him forever.

The sadness clutched at his heart uncontrollably.

Sylvia didn't feel any better than Franklin, especially when she saw

Franklin.

He found out the murderer for her. So what?

They had had a clean break, hadn't they?

"Sylvia..." Logan seemed to feel Sylvia's sadness, and directly grabbed

her arm with his big palm. "You still have us." He came close to her ear

and whispered.

Sylvia raised her chin and smiled at him. "I'm fine."

The man was handsome and outgoing, dressed like a business elite.

The woman was bright, elegant and noble in a cool racing suit.

The eye-catching couple was photographed by some fans and the

media who hurried to upload it on to Twitter.

There had been netizens thinking that the two were perfect for each

other, and now they believed Logan and Sylvia was displaying affection

in public.

A lot of new hashtags about Sylvia and SEVEN appeared on Twitter.

And a few hashtags were about Danielle killing Taryn.

Those employees of Longevity Pharmaceuticals were all dumbfounded.

SEVEN was actually Sylvia?

They suddenly recalled how they boasted about Danielle in front of

Sylvia.

Mark and Vaild couldn't feel more ashamed.

They hadn't thought Danielle would treat Sylvia so ruthlessly.

If they could turn back the time, they wouldn't have bragged about

Danielle and they would chose to place their own boss on a pedestal.

Logan was so bad! He actually just let them go the wrong way and

didn't correct them.

Sylvia was a little tired as racing required a great deal of concentration

and she was not at the peak of her strength since she was poisoned.

She wearily changed out of her tight racing suit and walked out of the

dressing room when she saw a tall man leaning against the wall.

His familiar scent wafted in the air.

She walked straight ahead, but the man yanked her wrist with his large

palm.

"We need to talk."

"What is there to talk about between us?" Sylvia sneered.

"Why did you do something so dangerous? Do you know that racing is

very dangerous? One slip could ..." Before Franklin could finish his

words, he was interrupted by Sylvia coldly, "Franklin, you don't deserve

to say these things to me, and I am SEVEN. Where were you when I

attended an underworld racing?"

After saying that, she shook off his big palm with force and strode

away.

Franklin gazed at her receding back and clenched his fists.

"Now is not the time. Honey, you need to wait for me to clear all

obstacles and get back to your side."

Wilson Group.

Gloom crept over Clark's feminine face as he looked through hashtags

on Twitter.

Why could Sylvia always get over any difficulties without injury?

And to make him even angrier, she was becoming more and more

popular like a famous star.

The harder he pressured her, the more successful she became.

He slammed the phone hard into the ground and got up from the chair.

He looked out the window coldly and gloomily at the blue sky and white

clouds.

Winter was terrified when she came in and saw the man’s back with an

icy aura.

Whatever he did, for her, it was the source of fear.

"Mr. Wilson, the group's shareholders’ meeting will start in ten minutes,"

She suppressed the fear and said softly.

“Tell those old people to wait!" Clark said coldly. His feminine voice

seemed to be innately sinister.

"Yes."

The coldness around the office was suffocating.

Winter turned around and hurriedly left while a woman stepped into his

office. She wore a red bustier dress, and walked towards Clark in high

heels with charm.

Winter felt choked and could not help but turn back and see the woman

holding Clark's arm just at the moment of closing the door.

She closed her eyes, suppressed the jealousy, and walked quickly

towards the conference room.

What she didn't know was that Clark pushed the woman away and

bellowed after she left, "Get out!"

"Mr. Wilson ... but you told me to ..." Jessica Stone got up from the

ground in depression.

“There's another task for you." Clark threw a document bluntly to her,

"The person mentioned in the document is your new target. Handle

him!"

"Got it. Rest assured.” Jessica opened the document, looked at it, and

then said with a smile, "Pay half of the deposit first."

Knowing the character of Clark, she dared not stay any longer and

turned to leave.

In the film and television base.

The scene shot in the morning was Poppy playing opposite a

sophisticated actor in his forties.

His part hadn't been filmed before, so he did not show up until

yesterday.