After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 866 "They were both responsible for guarding the airport and keeping an eye out for their benefactors. Since they received this task, they had been squatting there for three days, encountering a lot of handsome guys, beautiful women, couples, friends and so on every day. They took pictures every day and sent them to Casey to confirm. Not only them but also many other members of the Gentry family were scattered around Aettosa and H Rovirsa airports, high-speed rail station exits and so on; all of them were stationed there.

In fact, they didn't have any connections or information networks. They relied entirely on manual labor... the dumbest method.

Today they met another handsome guy and beautiful woman couple again. They quickly took photos to send to Casey but didn't expect that these two would be their benefactors! When they received feedback from Casey, these two almost cried with excitement.

Now when Sylvia and Franklin looked at them with eyes full of fanaticism, excitement and admiration overflowed in their hearts.

One young man couldn't control his tears anymore as he began crying uncontrollably: "Benefactors! We finally meet you!" "Look at you crying like a baby!" The other young man punched him lightly but ended up choking up himself. "We've been guarding here for three days; our legs are sore.” "Benefactors! the Gentry family will definitely repay your great kindness!" "Oh? So it was the Gentry family who mobilized everyone to find me?" Sylvia smiled slightly as she wondered why everyone in the Gentry family seemed so emotional? Were all of them crybabies? Franklin's voice was low-pitched with magnetism as his eyes narrowed slightly. "So you're from the Gentry family?" One of the young men quickly explained, "We just want to thank our benefactors!" The other one looked like a sycophant; he rubbed his hands together saying, "Benefactors... Don't worry we're just here to repay your kindness; we don't have any ulterior motives." "We'll become your personal bodyguards from now on! We'll protect you closely!" "Yes yes! This is our family emblem." The two young men quickly handed over their own exclusive family emblems.

It was a wooden signboard engraved with the symbol of the Gentry family along with these two young men's names - one called Orlando Gentry while another called Bryson Gentry.

Sylvia found it a bit ridiculous. "You don't have to follow us or be our bodyguards. We're here for business. And please, tell your young master that he doesn't need to be so enthusiastic.” With that, she and Franklin turned and headed into the hotel.

The two young men immediately took their luggage from Jasper's hands with obsequious smiles. "Leave this kind of work to us from now on, sir." The hotel was already booked, and after Sylvia, Franklin, and the other man each entered their respective rooms via the elevator, the two young men quickly opened a room for themselves.

"Did our young master board his flight?" "He did. He flew in on our family's private plane; it takes about two hours to get here." "That's great news. It'll be easy once he arrives.” Meanwhile at Aettosa Imperial Penitentiary...

People had been looking forward to the monthly arena promotion match for some time now.

They were all serious criminals - fugitives who loved bloodshed and brutal fights as if they could only feel alive through them; this sense of pleasure was like an addicting drug that relieved their stress.

As they looked at each other with eyes like those of mortal enemies waiting for an opportunity to strike, it seemed as though one more glance could pierce through someone's heart like a knife.

Soon enough there were two promotion candidates who started fighting before even hearing the whistle blown by prison guards serving as referees.

They punched each other fiercely until you could hear bones cracking under impact - all while surrounded by cheering inmates rooting for one side or another.

Clare sat in a corner while Ronnie handed him a glass of water with concern written all over his face. "Master... Your opponent seems to be him!" He pointed towards a man sitting not too far away from them.

Clare had been resting with his eyes closed when Ronnie spoke up; he slowly opened his eyes and looked towards where Ronnie was pointing.

His cold gaze flickered with intense fighting spirit as he stared at his opponent, a muscular young man without any shirt on whose muscles bulged out impressively upon contact with Clare's gaze.

There was an overwhelming aura emanating from him which made Clare feel intimidated — something about this guy's muscles made him seem unbeatable compared to himself who didn't have such strength.

Soon, the two fighters on the stage had determined a winner. One man, covered in blood, was carried away and Ronnie watched with a pounding heart.

"Master..." he looked at Clare with concern. "Maybe we shouldn't have entered this life or death fight." He wanted to stop Clare from participating in such dangerous matches but Clare had stood up. He was tall and straight like a pine tree but exuded an ominous aura.

"| must advance and become gold," he said.

The referee blew the whistle and Clare walked towards the center of the ring.

"Master, don't..." Ronnie worriedly followed him but was stopped by two inmates who grabbed his arms and pushed him aside.

"Get lost, kid!" Clare turned back to smile at him before facing his opponent who was now standing in front of him, looking arrogant.

Clare seized the opportunity to launch an attack that showcased his fierceness and skill. But his opponent wasn't weak either; soon he counterattacked with equal force. Although Clare had only recently joined this world of fighting competitions, he had been undergoing physical training for some time now which greatly improved his martial arts skills.

Finally! There was a loud bang as the man fell heavily to the ground under Clare's blows; several ribs were broken and he almost died from it. Although Clare also suffered some external injuries fortunately they weren't too serious.

Ronnie's worried heart finally settled down when they won their way into gold level competition.

After receiving their promotion badges for reaching gold level status, Ronnie helped support Clare back to their cell where they lived together.

The man still smelled of sweat mixed with blood all over himself.

"I'l get you some water so you can clean yourself up,” Ronnie said gently as tears welled up in his eyes.

Taking a bath here is considered luxurious so cleaning oneself off is good enough for them right now.

Ten minutes later after taking off all bloody clothes, Clare changed into clean prison clothes before lying down on bed exhaustedly. Although he suffered some injuries during this match, his body felt numb as if nothing happened because getting promoted closer to diamond level meant that Clare could exchange three days’ bail leave if they ever reached it someday .

Ronnie helped apply medicine on Clare's wounds while looking at all those bruises covering Clare's body along with unhealed wounds still bleeding made Ronnie feel very uncomfortable inside.

Clare fell asleep quickly due to exhaustion after having fought such a tough battle.

And at this moment, he had no idea what changes were happening in the outside world.

Early in the morning, Sylvia was awakened by a knock on the door. She frowned and sat up to see Franklin already getting up to answer it. Sylvia went straight to the bathroom to freshen up.

When she came out of the bathroom, she saw Casey and his servant holding a delicate breakfast box. The faces of both young and old were full of flattery, and their thick sycophantic atmosphere filled the room.

"Benefactor, this is breakfast | specially bought from the best breakfast shop here. Eat it while it's hot," Casey put down the delicate box on the dining table and quickly opened it.

He arrived yesterday afternoon but didn't dare disturb Sylvia right away. Instead, he began strategizing. He wasn't familiar with Aettosa but for serving Sylvia and Franklin well; he spent all night researching everything good nearby - food or fun - writing them all down.

"Thank you, you don't have to keep calling me Benefactor; my name is Sylvia. This is my boyfriend Franklin." Sylvia briefly introduced each other before continuing "and this one is Jasper." "... Sylvia?" Casey's face turned red with excitement as he learned her name! What a beautiful name that made his heart beat faster! But before he could compliment her further, Carmelo blurted out "It's such a lovely name." Casey looked at him somewhat mournfully; such an excellent opportunity for flattery was taken by this old man! "Miss Andrews," Casey said seriously while watching Sylvia quietly eat breakfast after sitting down himself. "Our family has an expert fortune teller who predicted that you're in trouble if there's anything we can help with please feel free to ask us.” Sylvia felt uncomfortable under his gaze. "Please sit down too since you've brought so much food." "We've already eaten,” smiled Carmelo. "Did Miss Andrews come here because of Hipps Family? Our family still holds some status in red-light district.” "Right, right, a group of wounded men came in the day before yesterday. They were involved in some illegal business and we can provide you with some information," said Casey quickly. "They got into a fight with someone who was very cunning and deceitful, and... they caught the other side's handle. The other side had made a deal at H Rovirsa half a year ago, so I'm thinking it might be related to the time when Hipps Family was framed?" Sylvia picked up on his key words sensitively, "The desperadoes from the red-light district?" Franklin also looked up at Casey, "Who are they? Who is their leader?" Casey continued to speak without reservation when she heard their interest. "They said that their enemy's leader also came from H Rovirsa and his name is EMPEROR!"