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.

divorced. She had become Franklin's ex-wife. Franklin would be 30 soon, but she didn't expect him to be so childish. “We've divorced! Why have

also noticed the

the public and refused to let others know

he suddenly changed

continuous beeps

almost exploded, and so were the comments

her if she was Franklin's

her how she managed to hit on him. Some asked when

the curses, Sylvia gritted her teeth in anger. She blamed Franklin for all

let him

immediately noticed the trending topic,

drove her

the woman's back, she was almost killed by jealousy of

Franklin on the phone. "Hello,

he answered.

to meet Keturah Brown. You've returned from abroad

taken this matter

mentioned it, he finally recalled that

is a short-tempered businesswoman. I need to make an appointment

you have to make

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 better after

I'll let you know after making the

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

playmate who grew up with him together, told Franklin once that his mother was a crazy music fan

Mrs. Wright was the mayor's wife, so others always fawned

was something worth showing off if Mrs. Wright

was an

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

a charming pianist wearing a

was famous worldwide

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