Female Novel
Chapter 324
This was the most incredible experience in his career.
Not only was there an exciting racing and a driver who could drive at over 900 km/h, but also a female
competitor going crazy and taken away by police as a murderer.
What a drama with so many twists!
This world championship was destined to go down in history because SEVEN was really perfect.
Sylvia walked forward with Logan.
Franklin's throat tightened for a moment when she passed by, his deep dark eyes flashing with greed.
However, Sylvia, who was as stunningly beautiful, did not even look at him and left.
He silently looked at her back and her arm holding the helmet. He pursed his lips.
She ... seemed to have left him forever.
The sadness clutched at his heart uncontrollably.
Sylvia didn't feel any better than Franklin, especially when she saw Franklin.
He found out the murderer for her. So what?
They had had a clean break, hadn't they?
"Sylvia..." Logan seemed to feel Sylvia's sadness, and directly grabbed her arm with his big palm. "You
still have us." He came close to her ear and whispered.
Sylvia raised her chin and smiled at him. "I'm fine."
The man was handsome and outgoing, dressed like a business elite. The woman was bright, elegant
and noble in a cool racing suit.
The eye-catching couple was photographed by some fans and the media who hurried to upload it on to
Twitter.
There had been netizens thinking that the two were perfect for each other, and now they believed
Logan and Sylvia was displaying affection in public.
A lot of new hashtags about Sylvia and SEVEN appeared on Twitter.
And a few hashtags were about Danielle killing Taryn.
Those employees of Longevity Pharmaceuticals were all dumbfounded.
SEVEN was actually Sylvia?
They suddenly recalled how they boasted about Danielle in front of Sylvia.
Mark and Vaild couldn't feel more ashamed.
They hadn't thought Danielle would treat Sylvia so ruthlessly.
If they could turn back the time, they wouldn't have bragged about Danielle and they would chose to
place their own boss on a pedestal.
Logan was so bad! He actually just let them go the wrong way and didn't correct them.
Sylvia was a little tired as racing required a great deal of concentration and she was not at the peak of
her strength since she was poisoned.
She wearily changed out of her tight racing suit and walked out of the dressing room when she saw a
tall man leaning against the wall.
His familiar scent wafted in the air.
She walked straight ahead, but the man yanked her wrist with his large palm.
"We need to talk."
"What is there to talk about between us?" Sylvia sneered.
"Why did you do something so dangerous? Do you know that racing is very dangerous? One slip could
..." Before Franklin could finish his words, he was interrupted by Sylvia coldly, "Franklin, you don't
deserve to say these things to me, and I am SEVEN. Where were you when I attended an underworld
racing?"
After saying that, she shook off his big palm with force and strode away.
Franklin gazed at her receding back and clenched his fists.
"Now is not the time. Honey, you need to wait for me to clear all obstacles and get back to your side."
Wilson Group.
Gloom crept over Clark's feminine face as he looked through hashtags on Twitter.
Why could Sylvia always get over any difficulties without injury?
And to make him even angrier, she was becoming more and more popular like a famous star.
The harder he pressured her, the more successful she became.
He slammed the phone hard into the ground and got up from the chair.
He looked out the window coldly and gloomily at the blue sky and white clouds.
Winter was terrified when she came in and saw the man's back with an icy aura.
Whatever he did, for her, it was the source of fear.
"Mr. Wilson, the group's shareholders' meeting will start in ten minutes," She suppressed the fear and
said softly.
"Tell those old people to wait!" Clark said coldly. His feminine voice seemed to be innately sinister.
"Yes."
The coldness around the office was suffocating.
Winter turned around and hurriedly left while a woman stepped into his office. She wore a red bustier
dress, and walked towards Clark in high heels with charm.
Winter felt choked and could not help but turn back and see the woman holding Clark's arm just at the
moment of closing the door.
She closed her eyes, suppressed the jealousy, and walked quickly towards the conference room.
What she didn't know was that Clark pushed the woman away and bellowed after she left, "Get out!"
"Mr. Wilson ... but you told me to ..." Jessica Stone got up from the ground in depression.
"There's another task for you." Clark threw a document bluntly to her, "The person mentioned in the
document is your new target. Handle him!"
"Got it. Rest assured." Jessica opened the document, looked at it, and then said with a smile, "Pay half
of the deposit first."
Knowing the character of Clark, she dared not stay any longer and turned to leave.
In the film and television base.
The scene shot in the morning was Poppy playing opposite a sophisticated actor in his forties.
His part hadn't been filmed before, so he did not show up until yesterday.novelbin