It had started to drizzle.

The grass was lush and green. It felt soft under one's feet. The drizzle was like fog that hung over the whole mountain and made it look a bit surreal.

The funeral was simple and most attendees were the old Maskelyne's friends and relatives as well as business partners of the Maskelyne family.

The white lilies looked even purer and whiter under the wash of the rain, surrounding the tombstone.

Sylvia got off the car, held a black umbrella, and walked towards the crowd.

Franklin had arrived, wearing a black suit, standing straight with his mouth shut.

It was the first time Sylvia had ever seen something else instead of indifference on his face.

His eyes were red rimmed and he was standing in the front row of the crowd.

She knew that the old Maskelyne raised Franklin up, so he had been very close with the old Maskelyne.

Sylvia walked over and put down the lilies in her hand.

There was melancholy in her eyes. The old Maskelyne had been very kind to her and he had always treated her like she was his granddaughter.

What a pity that she couldn't get a chance to pay him back in this life. She slowly bent over and took three bows.

Her dress had gotten wet in the rain, but she didn't look embarrassed at all. She was thin and beautiful, like a shade of light in the dark.

Who was this beautiful woman?

What was the relationship between her and the Maskelyne family?

No one but Franklin among the younger generation of the Maskelyne family had taken three bows.

Everyone looked at Sylvia in shock.

Even Franklin was shocked. Sylvia...

He didn't know she had been this close to his grandfather.

many people. After that, she was

and left in a

"Sylvia, stop there!"

her, an angry

and

tall teenager rushed over and stopped

family as soon as you

else? I need to

front of her was James

brother and sister knew

do you think

had never defeated Sylvia at quarreling before. No matter what

a child,

at pretending. She always looked sweet in front of Franklin

person without Franklin's presence,

her deceive

say the same words every time. Can't you say

got in the car

anger. She ignored him again! She was as arrogant as

In a coffeehouse.

paper, sign it and you will be officially divorced." Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

Howlett, Franklin's assistant, gave

signed without even

stunned. He had been prepared for any

she didn't say anything at all. She agreed on it

and he was one of the few people who knew about his marriage with Sylvia. He had

didn't want his boss and Sylvia to divorce, but he was an outsider and

Maskelyne, you signed a pre-up,

anything to do with me and I wouldn't get a penny out of the divorce." Sylvia smiled and understood what Jasper meant. "Don’t worry, I'm not

got married just to get

was only natural that they got

live

coffee house, Sylvia went to the Pearlhall Villa that Logan had purchased for her, it was a bit far from downtown but

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