NovelEnglishChapter 599 "Yeah, Mr. Gracia, say something! After all, this medicine is meant for my dad." Jazlynn also said curiously, "It's best if it's real; if it's fake ..." She didn't say anything further, but her expression revealed her true thoughts. She just wanted Sylvia to get slapped in the face! She even privately hoped that the medicine was fake; even if the old Mr. Bennett could not take the good medicine, she wanted to see Sylvia was hit in the face.
Dozens of pairs of eyes were fixed on Weston, and the whole corridor was quiet.
Franklin's eyes were downcast, his thick eyelashes covering his eyelids as he kept his eyes on the phone screen.
It was like everything here had nothing to do with him.
He was so quiet that even his breathing was silent.
And his other hand had been holding Sylvia's waist, so that the latter would not slide down.
She stayed nestled in his arms, breathing evenly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJust then ...
Weston suddenly bent his straight back, lowered his head, and in a respectful tone, rushed the woman, "Boss, don't sleep ...
wake up?" Not only respectful, but also damn careful.
The attitude was exactly like Jonathan treating Sylvia earlier.
Everyone was shocked and stared in disbelief.
What happened? Weston, the owner of Urgford's largest auction house who everyone called Mr. Gracia respectfully...
Mr. Gracia's position in Urgford was quite extraordinary. He had a wide range of contacts, and knew countless bigwigs.
Now...
Mr. Gracia actually acted like a submissive subordinate in front of Sylvia? Alondra’s face, which had revealed a look of delight and expectation, became stiff.
All the anticipation and the longing in her eyes before, all turned into shock.
The muscles in her face twitched, "What did you ... you say? How is that possible?" She almost screamed out loud without caring about her image as an expert or a professor, she was so shocked that her voice almost cracked, "Mr. Gracia, are you kidding me!" How could he condescend to call Sylvia "boss"? Alondra almost suspected that something was wrong with her ears.
Sabrina held Alondra up when she almost fainted. Her high-class demeanor disappeared completely at this moment, leaving only shock beyond belief.
"Mr. Gracia, are you mistaken? Did you make a mistake? She .. is just some country doctor from Larro, a small place, she ... is justa.." Sabrina was about to say something else when she was suddenly interrupted by Weston's displeased voice, "Miss Hogan, please mind your manners and status. Although my boss has been living in Larro for a long time, her position in my heart is unmatched.” Weston's voice was resounding and thick with displeasure.
Anyone could feel how much he defended Sylvia.
Just then, Sylvia slowly opened her eyes, and her pretty almond eyes were faintly bloodshot, revealing her discomfort due to lack of sleep.
She had a bad sleep; it meant she would be in an extremely bad mood.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAnd she would be furious if she was short of sleep.
She was able to hold back her anger until now, all because of Jonathan.
She raised her bloodshot eyes and scanned Alondra and Sabrina, the annoying pair, "Shut up." His voice was faintly hoarse, "No one thinks you're dumb if you don't speak. Scream again, | will teach you a good lesson.” "Who do you ... think you are? Do you really think you're a big shot?" Sabrina shouted unhappily as soon as she heard Sylvia's words.
The next second! Sylvia suddenly scurried to Sabrina.
No one saw clearly how she came in front of Sabrina within a moment.
Sabrina's eyes widened as if she had seen a ghost, and she stared in horror at the beautiful, eye-catching face that was close at hand.
Sylvia suddenly reached out and gripped Sabrina's neck, staring at her without any emotion.
Sabrina shuddered, she had never been so scared, she breathed with her mouth wide open, "Ah-" She tried to escape, but Sylvia held her neck so tightly that her face turned red and she could barely get a word out.
She was like a fish that was deprived of oxygen and was about to dry up and die.
"What are you doing! You're killing her!" Alondra snapped out of her shock and she raised her hand to yank Sylvia's arm, "You let go!" Sabrina was the student she was most proud of. Not only was she from a good family, but also very smart and professional.
How could she let anything happen to Sabrina? How could she have ever imagined that Sylvia would be so terrible and dare to strike in broad daylight? "I hate being disturbed while I'm sleeping in my life." Sylvia's expression was cold, with inexplicable annoyance.
Franklin couldn't help but remember the time ... Sylvia was disturbed by Romeo and Paul early in the morning and then they were whipped by Sylvia...
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