Chapter 605


    Just as Sylvia was wondering, she suddenly saw a woman in a red dress walking towards them


    confidently in high heels.


    The woman had long wavy hair cascading down her back and seductive eyes that sparkled with allure.


    When the woman saw Franklin, she quickly shed a hint of admiration in her eyes before hurrying


    over to him with a joyful expression on her face.


    "Master, you''re back?" She looked at Franklin and then turned to Sylvia. "Honey, this is the MI6


    headquarters, and this is I Saunders, the leader of theputer technology department."


    Sylvia nced at I who seemed to have just noticed her presence beside Franklin.


    As soon as I caught sight of Sylvia''s exquisite face, she was momentarily stunned by her beauty.


    This woman was too eye-catching! I thought to herself. She always believed that she was beautiful


    and attractive enough.


    But now Sylvia appeared even more perfect than her: Sylvia''s delicate facial features were impable;


    lips were naturally red.


    Most importantly, I realized that Sylvia wasn''t wearing any makeup!


    Yet her skin glowed under the light.


    She wore only a simple white coat which outlined her curvaceous figure beautifully - it was enchanting


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    yet pure at the same time.


    I had an inexplicable sense of crisis. However, she didn''t show any signs of difort or reveal


    what went through her mind but instead smiled politely while greeting Sylvia, "Hello there! My name is


    I."


    "Sylvia." Her voice sounded neither arrogant nor unpleasant.


    I smiled while looking at Franklin, "How long are you nning on staying here in Urgford?"


    Franklin remained expressionless, "As long as my wife stays here."


    In other words, he follows along with his wife!


    Hearing him repeatedly mentioning his wife made I feel very ufortable inside.


    Although she had heard rumors about Franklin being married before from other colleagues previously,


    it still felt different hearing it directly from him now.


    Now he had actually brought her in front of everyone, and I couldn''t ignore this fact anymore.


    She felt uneasy as she nced at Sylvia. Wasn''t it because this woman was pretty that Franklin was


    attracted to her?


    It must be it.


    That was what she thought in her mind, but she said, "I really hope Miss Andrews can stay here for a


    while longer."


    MI6 was a rtively secretive organization. All the people here had skillsparable to those of


    special agents. Recently, MI6 had been developing new energy sources, but it seemed to have hit a


    bottleneck and hadn''t made any major breakthroughs yet.


    And new energy was closely rted to some future high-tech developments and was veryplex.


    Franklin came back this time just to learn about the progress of new energy development.


    If there were any breakthroughs or achievements in new energy development, it would be of great


    contribution to the entire country.


    After all, H Rovirsa isn''t an oil-producing country; every year they spend a lot of money importing oil


    from other oil-exporting countries just so they can use it throughout their empire.


    What H Rovirsa doesn''tck most is electricity. If electric power can be developed and used well


    enough, much oil can be saved.


    It can also reasonably eliminate some environmental pollution caused by oil consumption.


    But now Ramiro was still here; I said to Franklin, "Master Franklin, this is the Old Mr. Cantrell; he


    has been waiting for you for quite some time."


    Franklin strode forward with his long legs and stood before Ramiro with extreme respect, "The Old Mr.


    Cantrell, your zither is worth quite a bit. I''ve heard that your health hasn''t been goodtely and you''re


    looking for someone who might take care of your zither if anything happens. What do you think about


    her?"


    The Old Mr. Cantrell''s eyes were old but imposing as they fell on Sylvia; he coughed twice suddenly,


    then spoke, "I''m afraid my time left isn''t much, if Miss Andrews has any outstanding qualities, then


    giving away my zither is my pleasure, but if not, sorry, even if someone offers me an exorbitant price, I


    won''t sell it."


    Everyone present knew Ramiro''s status and identity in Urgford''s music circle


    This old man had countless disciples and owned a priceless zither, but he did not intend on passing it


    onto any of his disciples.


    I nced at Sylvia with a tinge of jealousy. She had undergone rigorous training in piano and flute


    since childhood, so why wasn''t she rmended by Master Franklin?


    After hearing Ramiro''s words, I gathered her courage and spoke up. She looked at Franklin, then


    Sylvia before addressing Ramiro directly.


    "Old Mr. Cantrell, Master Franklin, since this zither is meant for someone who is destined to have it, do


    I have a chance topete for it?"


    Sylvia remained silent as she observed Ramiro''s body condition closely.