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.

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

noticed

to let others know about her existence. He had taken her as an invisible person for

suddenly changed after

continuous beeps

message box almost exploded, and so were

asked her if she

hit on him. Some

her to separate from Franklin. Reading the curses, Sylvia gritted her teeth in anger. She blamed Franklin for all

was to let him

was addicted to Twitter, so she immediately noticed the trending

drove her

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

on the phone. "Hello,

answered. "What's the

me to meet Keturah Brown.

taken this matter

finally recalled

I need to make an appointment with her

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

could tell he was 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,

you know

front of the French window in a daze, he looked

mother was a crazy music fan of all kinds

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

was something worth showing off if Mrs.

was an

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

netizens were attracted by such a charming pianist wearing a

Keturah was famous worldwide and had countless

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