Chapter 693

Chapter 693

Jasper looked at Sylvia in awe, his eyes full of admiration. Miss

Andrews was truly amazing to be able to handle this situation so well.

“I know I'm amazing," Sylvia said in a cool voice.

Jasper's face suddenly turned black as he realized he had been staring

at Sylvia for too long. He felt uncomfortable and couldn't believe he had

been caught off guard by Miss Andrews.

Sylvia didn't bother with him and lazily leaned into Franklin's arms. She

had a pleased smile on her lips knowing she could help Franklin with

the ownership, usage rights, and mining rights of an entire island - what

a great deal!

"Honey," Franklin's deep voice suddenly rang from above her head.

When Sylvia looked up, she saw him looking down at her with no trace

of his usual coldness or indifference but only indulgence.

"What do you want as your reward?" Franklin asked while gently

caressing her jaw. Her silky smooth skin made it hard for him to let go;

today she not only amazed him but also made his heart race and

intoxicated him.

"A reward?" Sylvia raised an eyebrow when she heard that question

from Mr. Maskelyne. "Can you pick stars for me?"

Looking at the way her lips curled up slightly, Franklin found it adorable

that she rarely showed such liveliness since usually she was always so

cold and distant towards others around her despite being only in her

early twenties.

He tightened his grip on her chin before whispering softly into ear. “I

can even get you the moon."

The next second, before Sylvia could say anything else, Franklin kissed

those luscious red lips passionately while holding onto both sides of her

face firmly yet tenderly. “I will give everything I have to you if you want."

Sylvia blinked those dark eyes expectantly, "I want to see you dance..."

Franklin was slightly surprised but after thinking about it for a moment,

he replied slowly, "Sure."

Jasper who was driving ahead heard their conversation and was

slightly shocked by how easily Mr. Maskelyne agreed to Miss Andrews’

unreasonable request. Making such an aloof man dance would be quite

something! Jasper couldn't help but smirk inwardly, feeling sorry for Mr.

Maskelyne.

Suddenly, Jasper slammed on the brakes, causing the car to emit a

loud and jarring screech of emergency braking.

Franklin couldn't help but hold the woman in his arms tightly, making

sure she wouldn't be knocked or bumped into anything.

Frowning and lowering his voice, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"A woman suddenly rushed out..." Jaspers face turned pale as he had

almost collided with her just now.

Sylvia squinted and looked at the woman who suddenly rushed out in

front of the car.

The woman's hair was dishevelled, her hair was messy, but that

beautiful face was permeated with a trace of a pitiful look that people

couldn't help but feel pity for.

Especially her hand held a roughly five-year-old little girl whose face

was thin, looked as if she'd suffered long-term malnutrition, but her

features were good-looking, somewhat similar to the woman's.

Were the two of them like mother and daughter?

Sylvia nudged Franklin's large hand that was clasped around her waist

and said, "Get off the car."

The man let go as instructed, and then opened the car door.

The two of them arrived in front of the woman and child. The woman

was sitting on the ground in a disheveled state, holding the child tightly

in her arms.

Sylvia looked at her swollen ankle and it was clear that she was lucky

since Jasper had braked in time.

However, due to panic and eagerness, the woman twisted her foot.

Hearing footsteps, the woman looked up in fear and stared with wide

eyes at the two men and one woman standing in front of her.

She held the child tightly in her arms, her voice trembling with fear and

anxiety. "Please, please, we didn't mean to...," she pleaded.

She spoke while staring in panic with widened eyes towards the gloomy

alley behind her.

It seemed like there was something scary chasing after her.

Sylvia couldn't help but feel a soft spot in her heart, especially when

she saw the pale complexion of this little girl.

She crouched down and softened her cold expression, deliberately

slowing down her voice as she looked directly at the woman in front of

her.

"We are not bad people, Miss. If you have any difficulties, you can tell

us and we can help you."

She hurriedly tried to stand up, but as soon as she did, a sharp pain

shot through her ankle. Her body swayed and she fell once again in

front of Sylvia.

However, she stubbornly refused to show any signs of helplessness or

vulnerability.