After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 104

They started prying open the elevator doors!

A crack was created with their help.

Light breaking the darkness. Franklin finally looked down to see Sylvia who had fainted in his arms.

"Sweetie, sweetie, how are you?" His face went white and he had never been so scared.

"Hurry! Open it up!" He glared anxiously at the maintenance men outside.

However, the elevator seemed to be stuck, not moving at all.

"No, sweetie, can you hear me?" Franklin's voice was trembling because he was too worried, too

scared; he hugged Sylvia tightly, his gloomy eyes flushed with redness.

Just then, the elevator suddenly jolted.

It was fully opened.

Franklin held Sylvia who had lost consciousness in his arms and strode out of the elevator.

Their clothes were almost soaked with sweat when trapped in the elevator.

"Hurry up to the ward, hurry up!" Outside the elevator, there were quite a few medical staff who

immediately gathered around seeing Sylvia.

"Oxygen." The doctors started soon.

Franklin put her on the hospital bed; her face was still pale, as if she were a vegetable.

He was in an extremely complicated mood staring at her on the bed seriously.

He could barely breathe.

His mind went blank.

He didn't bother to guess why Sylvia and he were involved in such trouble in the elevator.

He dreaded to think about what would have happened to Sylvia if he had not been in the elevator at

that time.

It was as if a knife was cutting his tough heart.

'It's going to be okay; she will pull through. She's so tough, so strong, and she was good at martial arts.

Nothing could happen to her!'

"Mr. Franklin, we need to get Dr. Sylvia fully examined. Maybe you should leave now."

The doctor said cautiously.

The man in front of him was so cold and formidable.

The door behind him was slammed shut as soon as Franklin stepped out of the ward.

Logan Mertens ran towards him and swung his fist at him before he could react. "Franklin, you loser! If

anything happens to her, I won't let you off!"

Franklin fell backward, grinding his teeth in pain.

He did not fight back because Logan was right – he failed to protect Sylvia.

"Investigate! Find out what's behind the elevator thing!" Logan said to Vaild Owen and Mark Owen,

behind him. He felt that it was not a coincidence; it was as if someone was trying to harm Sylvia, but

who?

"We are on it." Vaild and Mark glanced worriedly at the closed ward door and immediately worked on

the investigation.

Logan was busy with the land of Kelly group for the past few days and the formalities have been

completed.

He called Sylvia, but Franklin answered the phone.

Logan almost exploded with anger When he knew Sylvia passed out in the elevator.

He knew Sylvia was not afraid of anything, but she had her Achilles' heel!

This weakness, if taken advantage of by someone, would put her in great danger.

Jasper hurried there and was shocked to see Franklin whose face was bruised.

"Go find out what's wrong with the elevator!" Franklin erupted before Jasper tried to figure out what was

going on there.

"Yes, Mr. Maskelyne," Jasper hurriedly answered, and he went back soon. "Mr. Maskelyne, I've found

out some clues about the hotel thing."

"Tell me."

Franklin looked at him grimly.

"Miss Evans seems to have something to with that," Jasper said while observing Franklin's expression

because Evans was kind of indulged by Franklin these days.

Franklin was quite nice to her, so he was unsure of what Franklin felt about her.

"Eh?" Franklin raised an eyebrow and squinted at him.

"I found a hacker and knew from the surveillance that Miss Evans contacted an underground drug

dealer who sold illegal drugs to buy a packet of specific drugs the night before the incident." Jasper

murmured, "It was the very same drug you took that night."

"Keep investigating!" Franklin was cold like a devil.

"Yes." Jasper hurriedly nodded and turned to leave.

At the same time, another man walked quickly forward outside the hospital.

He walked directly into a BMW and then the car drove off in a flash.

"Miss Evans, it's done. Sylvia got into that elevator that needed repair." The man looked smug as he

took out his phone and called Evans.

That man was Abram Schultz, one of Tiffany's admirers.

He was a little wealthy and fell in love with Tiffany at first sight.

To put it bluntly, he was a blind admirer of Tiffany, not even a backup.

Tiffany came to him when she needed him to run errands.

"Abram, thank you so much, I'll treat you to dinner someday!" Tiffany immediately rushed out of her

room after knowing that Sylvia had entered the elevator.

"My pleasure, Miss Evans." Abram's heart was pounding with excitement. It was a great blessing that

his crush was willing to invite him to dinner.

His family was not that wealthy; he was just the kind of nouveau riche in the toilet business.

No one inside the circle of rich people respected his family.

Abram himself was an uneducated playboy.

Tiffany drove her red Porsche all the way to the hospital, speeding directly to the hospital.

She had expected to hear the news that Sylvia fell to her death in the elevator or something like that.

But ...

It was quiet in the doctor's room.

It was as if nothing happened at all.

But even though Abram was not a big potato, he did not dare to lie to her.

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She went to the ward of the old Evans with her doubts.

"Dad, it's healthy to drink more water." The old Evans was in good spirits these days, and Eddie Evans

was filling a glass of water and handed it to him.

"Sure, you're tired too, sit down for a while," the old Evans said.

"Tiffany, what are you doing here? It's my turn today to look after your grandpa." Eddie sat down on the

sofa as he saw Tiffany carrying her purse in.

They looked after the old Evans like this – A two-day round for three families.

"I miss grandpa and come over," Tiffany said with a smile. "Eddie, why not take a break and go out for

a walk? I want to keep grandpa company for a while."

"No, I don't know what happened to this hospital today. Dr. Sylvia was stuck in the elevator and almost

died, so I'm not going out there." Eddie exaggerated.

He was talkative. He described the accident more vividly to Evans, "Evans, Dr. Sylvia's face was

horribly pale when she was rescued from the elevator, and she received oxygen treatment immediately.

Mr. Maskelyne was also there, trapped together in the elevator with her. But he seemed fine."

"What? Franklin was also there?" Evans was listening with great interest, but the sudden mention of

Mr. Maskelyne made her kind of confused.

Her face paled and she got more baffled.

How come Franklin was there too?

"Who knows! I don't know either. Mr. Maskelyne was not injured while Dr. Sylvia was still in the

emergency room right now!"