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Chapter 84

Chapter 84

After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

At the lunch break, Jasper took the takeout containers from the staff

canteen and sent them to Franklin.

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

Franklin thought it was Jasper and said with an undertone, "Come in."

Then he heard the sound of high-heeled shoes and a coquettish voice,

"Franklin..."

Tiffany!

Franklin raised his eyes and looked coldly at Tiffany.

She wore an off-the-shoulder dress and looked very sexy.

"What are you doing here?"

"Franklin, I was wrong. Please forgive me." Tiffany's eyes turned red

when she heard his cold voice.

She went to the large office desk and said in an imploring voice,

"Franklin, given we are childhood playmates, could you give me one

more chance?"

She rubbed her eyes as she spoke, tears trickling down her cheeks, "I

was so pissed off yesterday that I did so humiliating a thing. Now, I am

a laughingstock among the celebs and even banned by the fashion

industry.”

“If I lose you, Franklin, I have no reason to live." Tiffany begged him

with a pitiful look. “When we were little, we had an innocent friendship.

We are grown-ups not, but you wanna abandon me, Franklin?"

Tiffany's sobs echoed in his ear.

Franklin seemed to see the little girl who looked like an angel in his

childhood again.

He frowned, "You let me down.”

"Franklin, I promise that I will never do that again. You know me well,

don't you? I was just so angry yesterday, especially when you were

protective of Sylvia. I'm jealous of her.”

Tiffany cried more bitterly.

Sensing Franklin was softened, she went over to him, grabbed his arm

and rubbed it against her body as if inadvertently.

She was trying to seduce him.

She stared at his handsome face. "You said several times that you

would divorce. But you haven't done it yet. I know you are excellent,

and many women want to be with you. So, when Sylvia attracted your

attention, I was so worried and jealous of her. Please forgive me. I just

like you so much!"

From the very beginning, she didn't disguise her love for Franklin.

However, Franklin never got close to her, kissed her, or even held her

hand, not to mention any sexual intercourse.

Disgust filled Franklin's eyes. Obviously, He hated to be touched by

Tiffany.

If it wasn't for the fact that she saved his life when he was little, he

would have thrown her out.

Franklin pulled out his arm, controlling his annoyance.

He said coldly, "I used to have some special feelings for you because

you left a good impression on me when we were children. But, Tiffany,

you really let me down. My good impression on you and my feelings for

you all vanished. I never said I would marry you or be with you. It's not

because of you that I want a divorce. Please figure this out. Don't

misunderstand me."

"What... What did you say?" Tiffany stared at his cold face in disbelief.

“No, I haven't misunderstood you. You have never been so close to any

other woman. You eat with me and even give me flowers."

"The reason I will take you to see Master Keturah is that I owe you. I

can help you fulfill some wishes, but it is impossible for me to love or

marry you!" Franklin's face was cold. His handsomeness and aloofness

sent a chill to Tiffany's heart.

Tears gushed out of her eyes.

Why did such a bad things happen to her?

Why was it completely different from what she imagined?

"No, Franklin, did you ever like me? You did like me before. You acted

that way. Clearly, you want to chase me!" Tiffany cried and shook her

head. "What I did made you sad, so you said such heartbreaking things

to me, right?"

Franklin didn't want Tiffany to continue to misunderstand him. He never

wanted to be in a love relationship with Tiffany.

He admitted that he had a good impression of Tiffany, but he could tell

that he didn't love her.

He couldn't marry a woman he didn't love because she once saved

him.

Though Tiffany was plain-looking now, he would not refuse to do

something in return.

He could repay her for her kindness, but he could never love her.

"Tiffany, whether I get divorced or not, I will not marry you. Do not be

mistaken.”

Tiffany looked at him sadly, her red lips trembling. "No, Franklin, don't

be so cruel to me..."

Franklin frowned. "Get out. At four o'clock in the afternoon, I'll take you

to see Master Keturah."

After hearing that, Tiffany was delighted, and she seemed to see hope

for life again.

He was willing to take her to see Master Keturah. Did it mean that he

just said those heartless words out of anger?

She quickly wiped the tears from her face and said excitedly, "Franklin,

thank you, I... I went out first. I'l come to see you later.”

Jasper had been standing at the door and waiting with meal containers

in his hands.

Seeing that Tiffany whom he disliked finally came out, he immediately

entered the office.

This woman was shameless. At noon, all the staff went out to have

lunch and no one else was in the president's office except for Mr.

Maskelyne. She took advantage of it and came over to harass Mr.

Maskelyne.

On the same day, SouthStar Airlines issued a new regulation that non-

employees were not allowed to enter the president's office.

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

Radisson Royal Restaurant.

It was located in a very quiet area in the city center.

It was the most popular place for plutocrats in Larro to enjoy afternoon

tea.

Almost all rich and powerful people were proud to have tea at Radisson

Royal Restaurant.

If Tiffany was not with Franklin, she would never be qualified to enter

this legendary teahouse.

They walked slowly into the teahouse together.

The waiters and waitresses at the entrance of the teahouse greeted

them respectfully and decently, opening the door for them.

After stepping into the teahouse, Tiffany was attracted by its classical

decoration style and she felt like travelling to the past.

Familiar people could be seen everywhere in the teahouse, and most

seats were occupied.

The waitresses, dressed in traditional dresses, gracefully bent to

Franklin and Tiffany and said gently and politely, “Would you like to

drink tea?"

"We have an appointment at room number one," Franklin spoke

indifferently.

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