After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

"Yea, what? Are you going to take avenge for them?" Sylvia said causally. Her eyelashes shivered like butterflies under the sunlight, alluring and attractive.

Paul looked at her beautiful eyes; his anger somehow dissipated. Being beaten by such a beautiful was not a terrible thing.

Sylvia was the only woman in the world who dared to beat him. Sylvia, that was her name, right? That was what James called her just now. She was beautiful and so was her name.

Franklin stood in front of Sylvia, his aura frightening.

His extremely handsome face exuded a chill.

"Sylvia, what else are you hiding from me?"

"Mr. Maskelyne, why do you sound so angry?" Sylvia let out a chuckle and reached out to tuck her hair behind her ear. It was a simple movement, but alluring when she did it.

Mark lost control and laughed out. Vaild quickly tugged on his sleeve. Mark immediately stopped laughing. It wasn't easy to suppress his laughter.

Sylvia was so cool.

She beat the three people.

Cool!

Those who dared to disturb her from sleeping should be taught a lesson.

Paul was speechless.

It seemed that Sylvia was not afraid of Franklin. She even dared to provoke Franklin.

Paul felt relieved.

Seeing Franklin, his enemy, being dissed, he felt good.

time that he had seen such a

out a very cheerful smile. His chagrin and embarrassment were all gone. He looked at Franklin, lifting his eyebrows. "Mr. Maskelyne,

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think I care about that?" Paul snorted and then asked the driver to

as if advertising a shampoo. He thought Sylvia must

next second, there

and directly pressed the fool back into the car, "Go!"

A familiar ringtone sounded.

at the name on her phone, and a hint of coolness flashed into her eyes. "Mr. Maskelyne, I need to go now, goodbye." She then walked towards the Land Rover. Mark went to

handsome face seemed to be

Damn it!

those two

"Hello?"

phone rang three times, Sylvia

will you come back?" Otto Andrews’ voice came, and

Sylvia's gaze drifted out

have always been the favorite child of your grandmother? Are you sure you are not going back?"

Sylvia this time, otherwise, he wouldn't have made

excuse to get me back, understand?" Sylvia's icy tone came over the phone, with a

always hated me, but your grandmother is really sick this time. Can't

world curses his mother as you do?" The sarcasm in Sylvia's

held back his anger. “I'm not lying this time; your grandmother is really sick. She is

didn't want to waste her

you really want to go

go back by myself. Stop the car." Sylvia got out of the car, grabbed a taxi, and headed straight for

of a renovation company, not a large one. But he had

Andrews family was rich, although

Sylvia's mother. Sylvia's mother eloped with

started the business, from