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?

also noticed

public and refused to let others know

why he suddenly changed

beeps were

and so were the comments

asked her if she

managed to hit on him. Some asked when they would

Franklin. Reading the curses, Sylvia gritted her teeth in anger.

to let him leave her in

so she immediately noticed the trending topic, “I'm

drove

of the woman's back, she was almost

on the phone. "Hello,

he answered.

to meet Keturah Brown.

had never taken this

finally recalled

businesswoman. I need

you have to make

unhappy, so she changed her attitude and said pitifully, “As you know, I want to join the piano contest. If I could win a good prize, my grandfather would

I'll let you

front of the French window in a daze, he looked at the blue sky and white

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

Mrs. Wright was the mayor's wife,

something worth showing

there was an

mysterious and seldom showed up in public. She always

such a charming

was famous worldwide and had countless fans

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