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.

but she didn't expect him to be so childish. “We've divorced! Why have you done such a stupid thing? her inner voice

also noticed the

public and refused to let others know about her existence. He had taken her as an invisible person

he suddenly changed after divorcing

continuous beeps

almost exploded, and so were

asked her if she was

her how she managed to hit on him. Some asked when they

Reading the curses, Sylvia gritted her teeth

was to let

immediately noticed the trending topic, “I'm

drove her

she saw the photo of the woman's back, she was almost killed by jealousy

Franklin on the phone. "Hello,

answered. "What's

wonder when you'll take me to meet Keturah Brown. You've returned from abroad

taken this

finally recalled that she expected

need to make an appointment

pitiful tone, "Really? Even you have to make an

want to join the piano contest. If

right. I'll let you

window in a daze, he looked

that his mother was a crazy music fan of all

in politics for generations. Mrs. Wright was the mayor's wife, so

something worth showing off if Mrs. Wright worshiped

was an

up in public. She always wore a traditional dress

attracted by such a charming pianist wearing

Keturah was famous worldwide

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