NovelAppChapter 679 "Thud!" Vaughn fell off his chair with a shocked expression on his face. He landed hard on the floor, wincing in pain.
"Holy crap!" "Are you possessed by a ghost?" "Isla, what's going on?" Vaughn looked like he had seen a ghost, his expression was horrifying.
"Can your food be eaten? Did you intentionally poison it and wait for Miss Andrews to eat it?" Isla glared at Vaughn with some annoyance and then looked at her other MI6 colleagues who were also staring at her in horror.
She stomped her foot in frustration. "How could | possibly harm Miss Andrews? What are you all saying? I... | can cook, maybe not as well as a chef but | won't poison the food." As she spoke, she quickly picked up a fork and took a bite of the fried mushroom herself.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"If this is poisoned, I'll be the first one dead.” Sylvia interrupted her righteous indignation. "Let me taste it." Her cool voice sounded like summer water flowing into Isla's ears. Her beautiful face was filled with gratitude. "Miss Andrews, why are you so good to me? You're too good to me..." She leaned closer to Sylvia and stared directly into Sylvia's fair face with her flirtatious eyes. "Is it delicious or not?" Sylvia nodded slightly, "The taste is pretty good." Isla looked pleasantly surprised, "Really?" "Mm-hmm." "That's great! Can | cook for you every day from now on? | can learn many different types of cuisine.” Isla was brimming with enthusiasm about cooking.
Franklin frowned disapprovingly when he saw Isla acting as if she were in love and making such sweet gestures towards Sylvia; he felt very uncomfortable about it all.
His serious tone became cold as ice when he spoke, "Isla, do you have nothing better to do in computer technology department?” Isla froze immediately upon hearing Franklin's words; she felt an icy breath rushing towards her face which made her shiver involuntarily. When their eyes met, she quickly turned away from Franklin's cold gaze .
Her desire to get close to Sylvia suddenly deflated like punctured balloon.
"... Miss Andrews..." She looked pitifully at Sylvia, looking just like an injured child.
"|... I'd better stay away from you, otherwise Master Franklin will get angry. | don't want to make him angry, it's all my fault..." She was almost crying...
Franklin's face suddenly stiffened, did he just encounter Angelic bitch? And the one that Angelic bitch is accusing is actually me? Isn't this situation too bizarre? And then, he saw his wife put a piece of fried mushrooms to Isla's lips. "You haven't tasted what you cooked yet, right?" Isla's eyes shimmered with moved tears, "Thank you..." Miss Andrews actually fed her vegetables herself! "Sylvia?" And just at this moment! Suddenly, a familiar and shocked voice came from the entrance of the restaurant.
Sylvia looked up and saw Poppy running towards her with a backpack on her back and round eyes staring at her.
"Sylvia! How could you feed her vegetables? You've never even fed me!" Poppy looked at her heartbroken, as if Sylvia was a heartless person.
She angrily put down her backpack and saw that there was no space next to Sylvia. She forcefully pulled a chair and squeezed it next to Sylvia.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I don't care, you have to feed me." She finally had a day off after a long time and came back from the film school, but what happened? She just saw a picture of Sylvia doting on another woman.
She was not doing well at all.
Why are there more and more people competing for Sylvia's attention? Before, it was just James, Romeo and Jenna fighting for attention. Now there's another one? "Who... who are you?" Isla stared at Poppy in surprise. How did a little girl suddenly run over? And she's quite pretty too.
"Let me tell you, Sylvia is my sister-in law. We're very close!" Poppy held Sylvia's hand.
Upon hearing this, Isla immediately understood that she was the Franklin's sister.
So what? She was determined to become the best friend of Miss Andrews.
She stood with her hands on her hips and said, "Ha! Sylvia is your ex-sister-in-law. | heard she got divorced from Master Franklin, so that's all she is to you now." Franklin's flawlessly handsome face appeared cold and stern, with a palpable aura of anger emanating from him. It was clear that he was extremely displeased.
"Get them out!"
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