Chapter 551
Franklin turned away, thin lips tightly pursed, his handsome face without any expression, his cold eyes
appalling.
However, his hand hanging down at his side was clenched into a fist. The obvious trembling proved
that the man was excited.
How was it possible?
His mind kept questioning, and his dark eyes sank.
Damn it, why would a man who looked almost exactly like him exist in this world?
Not only his looks, but even his height and even his age were very simr.
He simply could not digest the shocking news.
He struck a fist hard at the nearest tree.
His heart suddenly tightened, his heart seemed to pop out at any moment.
"Damn!"
He let out a low growl and mmed his fist down hard again.
The repetitive and erratic movements made him look like a madman.
Sylvia had been following him, and when she saw his frenzied state, she hugged him, "Franklin! You
look alike, it doesn''t mean you two have anything to do with each other."
Franklin looked at the tree that had been hit by his fist, and he took a deep breath and forced himself to
calm down slowly.
No ... no ... how can he be swayed by that killer ?
He can''t break down, he''s healed, he can''t fall into a meltdown again.
He kept breathing in and out deeply. He turned his back to this tree and gradually calmed down.
The thoughts in the mind also began to be clear.
He opened his mouth, his voice hoarse and deep, "You''re right, this must be a bait from the other side
to tease me into an attack."
He lowered his eyes; he should have guessed.
How could his foster parents not know about the influx of so many forces here?
And this ... so-called assassin who looked like him might be sent by his foster parents. They have
enjoyed manipting his emotions and breaking him down for so many years in the past ...
Now that he had been cured by Luka. How could they just let it slide?
He frowned and suddenly seemed to have some idea.
Why would that newly joined force send this assassin who looked so much like him...
His mind was spinning rapidly, and he sighed softly, embracing Sylvia in his arms.
"Honey ... I shouldn''t have my emotions ruffled so easily."
He raised his head, his icy gaze sweeping the dense forest.
He clenched his fists tightly, and he now began to suspect that his foster parents hade too.
He strongly forced himself to calm down. He can''t fall into that negative mood again.
When he was first expelled, there were almost none of his brothers left inside.
The so-called qualified heirs inside that family looked totally unlike him.
He breathed deeply and monitored his emotions.
"Honey, let''s go."
His eyes were extremely deep.
Sylvia nodded, her fingers sping the man''srge palm, fingers interlocking as she silently imparted
warmth to him. "Franklin, you''re not the Maskelyne family''s biological child, so have you ever thought
about finding your biological parents?"
That was what Sylvia was most concerned about.
Franklin did not speak. A whileter, he said, "I was the one who was expelled and abandoned by the
family, so ... since they do not want me, why should I go back?"
Expelled and abandoned?
Sylvia''s eyes shrank. She finally realized that Franklin was actually expelled and abandoned by his
family ...
She had envisioned him as an orphan, or a child getting lost, and she could never have imagined
Franklin''s life would be like this.
Family ...
He shoulde from a famous family?
Which famous family was so blind? Expelling a talent like Franklin ...
Many times, the so-called famous family was just a mess.
Sylvia sneered silently as she suddenly stood on her tiptoes and branded a kiss on the man''s sexy thin
lips, her forehead against his, "Franklin, I''m here ..."
She grabbed the man''s hand and pressed it to her heart, "It''s your home."
Her eyes were extraordinarily bright in the night.
Franklin''s heart swelled and warmed up as he stared at her.
He reached out and gently stroked the woman''s smooth face and soft cheeks.
That delicate touch made his heart sink.
His lips could not help but tighten up, and his dark pupils sank.
If the time and ce allowed, he really wanted to press her into his arms and flirt with her!
But he held back the desire.
His thin lips nibbled on her lips with an inexplicably tititing dote.
"There''s a lot of people here, let''s go!"
Sylvia''s heart ached and she nodded, "Go!"
The night was getting darker and darker, and the cold winds of the night were getting stronger.
The icy night wind whistled across the ears.
Like a stern ghost from hell caressing the face.
You can''t help but feel cold.
In some dense part of the forest, a group of uniformed ck-d people were standing together in a
neat and tidy manner.
And in front of them, there was a tall man.
The tall figure of the man was intimidating.
His icy aura pressured his subordinates.
"Osiris, Gaza didn''te back." A man stepped forward and whispered in the man''s ear.
"Lead the men to him." Osiris'' low, cold voice carried an inexplicable chill.
Obviously, he was very unhappy about this news.
"Yes."
And at this time another man came over, his eyes were veryplicated looking at Osiris, "Moon is not
far away, Osiris ... we are an organization after all."
"Huh-" Osiris sneered, "Moon is nothing but trash, so what if we''re an organization? I''ll finish what he
can''t finish."
Osiris'' handsome grim look was extraordinarily appalling.
Moon stole his thunder and his credit everywhere in the organization.
This time ... he must kill Sylvia and Franklin.
Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org.
As if they felt Osiris'' strong emotions, all of them dared not say anything more.
Osiris and Moon are the right-hand men inside the ZZ organization.
The two most powerful assistants of the organization, in addition to the chief, the two of them have the
greatest power.
And at this time Sylvia and Franklin were fleeing in the dense forest.
While Evie and Jasper took the others to leave.
Two men were left behind to cover the retreat.
The chasers behind them were still in pursuit, as if they never got tired.
One force kept chasing.
"Bang Bang Bang!" With numerous gunshots, Sylvia and Franklin dodged deftly.