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.

didn't expect him to be

also noticed

his marital status from the public and refused to let others know about her existence. He had

why he suddenly changed after

continuous beeps

message box almost exploded, and so were

her if she

managed to hit on him. Some asked

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

she wished was to let him leave her

addicted to Twitter, so she immediately noticed the trending topic, “I'm Mrs.

drove

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

on

answered.

me to meet Keturah Brown. You've returned from abroad

had never taken this matter

recalled that

short-tempered businesswoman. I need to make an appointment with her

Even you

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

right. I'll let you know after making

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

his childhood playmate who grew up with him together, told Franklin once that his mother was a crazy music fan of all kinds of concerts. She

wife, so

something worth showing off if

was an

up in public. She always

by such a charming

famous worldwide and had countless

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