After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 60

"One of his mistresses has blonde hair, and the other has curly hair. And this woman is clearly not his mistress."

"I agree. This is Mrs. Maskelyne."

"Probably she's another mistress."

The netizens started to search for clues from Franklin's other tweets. In the end, they found a follower's ID in his contact list named "I'm Mrs. Maskelyne," which had just been registered.

All the netizens rushed to check the ID's Twitter page but failed to find anything.

There was only an automatic message when the registration was successful.

Besides, they noticed the ID was registered at eight o'clock that morning.

Countless netizens captured the detail and spread the news online. They also sent many private messages to the ID.

After leaving Townyer Villa, Sylvia heard continuous beeps from her phone.

It wasn't like the tone for text messages or incoming calls.

In confusion, she pulled the phone out and was almost pissed off. Twitter had been installed on her phone screen, and she was registered under an ID named "I'm Mrs. Maskelyne."

She checked the profile and could tell it was registered in her phone number.

Sylvia sucked in her breath to repress her anger, cursing Franklin inwardly.

She couldn't believe what that childish man had done while she was sleeping.

Since her phone could be unlocked by facial recognition, he could easily use her phone.

He had downloaded Twitter for her, got her registered, and let her ID only follow his.

The ID name he had chosen angered her more.

be 30 soon, but she didn't expect him to be so childish. “We've

also noticed the netizens’

to let

he suddenly changed after

beeps were from

almost exploded, and so were the comments

netizens asked her if she was

managed to hit on him. Some asked

cursed her and urged her to separate from Franklin. Reading the curses, Sylvia

wished was to let him

was addicted to Twitter, so she immediately noticed the trending

drove

of the woman's back, she was

called Franklin on the phone. "Hello,

he answered.

when you'll take me to meet Keturah Brown.

had never taken this matter

he finally recalled that she expected

short-tempered businesswoman. I need to

Even you have to make an

she changed her attitude and said pitifully, “As you know, I want to join the piano contest. If

right. I'll let you know after making

in front of the French window in a daze, he looked at

that his mother was a crazy music fan of all kinds of concerts. She was a loyal

Wright family worked in politics for generations. Mrs. Wright was the mayor's wife, so others always fawned over her.

was something worth showing off if

there was an

and seldom showed up in public. She always wore a traditional dress and

by such a charming pianist wearing a traditional

famous worldwide and had

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