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.

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

noticed the netizens’

to hide his marital status from the public and refused to let others know about her existence. He had taken her as an invisible person for

wondered why he suddenly changed after

beeps

almost exploded, and so were

her if

asked her how she managed to hit on him. Some

Reading the curses,

let him leave her in

to Twitter, so she immediately noticed the

almost drove her

back, she was

Franklin on the

he answered. "What's

you'll take me to meet Keturah Brown.

had never taken this matter

Tiffany mentioned it, he finally recalled that she expected

businesswoman. I need to make

Even you have to make an appointment to

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

you know after making the

call. Standing in front of the French window in a daze, he looked at the blue sky

him together, told Franklin once that his mother was a crazy music fan of all kinds of concerts. She was a

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

it was something worth showing off

there was an

seldom showed up in public. She always

were attracted by such a charming pianist

worldwide and had countless

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