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.

be 30 soon, but she didn't expect him to be so childish. “We've divorced! Why have you done such a stupid thing? her

also noticed

public and refused to let others know about

suddenly changed after divorcing

continuous beeps were from

so were the comments on

asked her if she

her how she managed to hit on him. Some

her and urged her to separate from Franklin. Reading the curses, Sylvia

she wished was to let him

she immediately noticed the trending topic, “I'm

almost drove

the photo of the woman's back,

Franklin on the phone. "Hello,

he answered. "What's the

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

had never taken this

mentioned it, he finally recalled that she expected to meet

I need to make an appointment

you have to make

celebrity with her principles,” Franklin answered coldly. Tiffany 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, my grandfather would get

I'll let you know

the call. Standing in front of the French window in a daze, he

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

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

showing off if Mrs. Wright

was an

was said that Keturah was always mysterious and seldom showed up in public. She always wore a traditional dress

such a charming pianist

was famous worldwide and

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