Female Novel
Chapter 598
Chapter 598
"Because you knew the medicine was fake, you were guilty and scared."
Alondra curled her red lips slightly in triumph, as if she had spotted Sylvia's weakness.
She was sure that medicine provided by Sylvia were fake.
She didn't think someone like Sylvia could have so many pills of RL 133.
Maybe some bigwig or senior official could own so many, but it could never be Sylvia, a shallow doctor
from Larro.
Alondra sneered as she stared at Sylvia condescendingly as if she were the sanctioner.
Sylvia stood expressionless, seeing Alondra, the so-called expert, as a clown, "Do what you want. You
can say whatever you want."
She sat down directly on a bench aside and folded her arms above her chest, "I'll just wait here for your
identification."
Franklin came over and sat next to her, his long arms reaching out to wrap her into his arms.
His large, slender hand reached out to press her head onto his shoulder, "You can sleep for a while in
my eyes."
So ...
Everyone in the room stared at the scene in shock.
Franklin dotingly looked at Sylvia in his arms, who slowly closed her eyes and nestled on his shoulder
for a nap.
She was really tired. She had barely slept, and rushed over non-stop.
Then she was surrounded by so many ridiculous people who babbled nonsense all along, which made
her have a headache.
Yet, among the crowd, she could sleep soundly.
It was half an hour later when Mr. Gracia arrived.
Sabrina stepped out of the elevator with a young man, her face smug and complacent as if she was
ready to crush Sylvia, slap Sylvia in the face, and destroy her.
It was as if she had seen the scene where Sylvia lost face.
She felt excited.
"Mr. Gracia, this way please."
She stepped on her high heels and arrived in front of the crowd with Weston Gracia with her head held
high.
"Mr. Gracia," Alondra greeted Weston immediately, looking at him with a warm smile on her face.
Everyone looked at Weston in unison. The man had a handsome face, wore a pair of gold-rimmed
glasses, looked elegant and gentle, not at all like the owner of Urgford's largest auction house, or the
rumored ruthless man.
They all secretly speculated that Weston would expose Sylvia's lies and hit Sylvia in the face.
Many people were looking at Sylvia, who still had her eyes closed, with a look of watching a good
show.
As if unaware of Weston's arrival, Sylvia was still sleeping.
"Mr. Gracia, we have a bottle of RL 133 here, and I heard that one pill was auctioned off on your
auction some time ago, so I guess you know it very well. Can you help to identify whether this bottle is
real or not?"novelbin
Alondra smiled elegantly and decently as she looked at Weston.
Weston raised an eyebrow and swept a glance at Sylvia on the bench with her eyes closed.
What was going on? Since Sylvia was here, she wasn't needed here to identify RL 133?
But Alondra had a great reputation in Urgford. Weston, as a sophisticated man, would show some
respect for Alondra.
Tiana saw Weston's arrival, took a deep breath, and handed the bottle of medicine in her hand to the
handsome man.
Perhaps because she was too nervous, the transparent porcelain bottle in her hand was faintly wet with
her sweat.
Alondra noticed it and sneer silently.
She believed this drug was 100% fake.
Weston took the small transparent porcelain bottle into his hand, then opened it and poured out a pill.
The dark brown pill lay quietly in his palm.
He looked critically at the pill, and then at the small porcelain bottle inside his hand.
Sylvia gave away so many pills all at one; it seemed that Sylvia and Mrs. Bennett were in a good
relationship?
As Weston surveyed the pill, almost everyone's hearts were in their throats; they were desperate to
know the outcome.
They wanted to know if the drug was real or fake.
Especially Alondra and Sabrina, both of whom could not wait to wake Sylvia up, and told Sylvia that
she was about to be slapped in the face!
However ...
Just as everyone was staring at Weston, they saw him striding towards Sylvia.
He swept a glance at Alondra, "Did she give you this medicine?"
Alondra froze, "How do you know?"
Was Mr. Gracia so amazing? He even knew that Sylvia brought the medicine over here. It seemed that
Mr. Gracia could really see that the medicine was fake?
So, was he going to slap Sylvia in the face?
Alondra thought to herself, and the more she thought about it, the more she looked forward to seeing
Weston slap Sylvia in the face. She even hoped that Weston could throw those pills right into Sylvie's
face.
'Let's see how arrogant she'll be then!'
Sabrina's eyes betrayed a hint of nervousness; she was in the same mood as Alondra.
This drug was 100% fake.
It must be a fake.
Everyone else in the room was also staring nervously at Weston.
Raiden couldn't wait to know the result and ask somewhat urgently, "Mr. Gracia, is this drug ... real or
fake?"