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

noticed the netizens’

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

why he suddenly changed after

beeps were

almost exploded, and so were the

netizens asked her if she was

she managed to hit on him. Some asked

Franklin. Reading the curses, Sylvia

to let

she immediately noticed the trending

almost drove

the woman's back, she was almost killed

Franklin on

he answered. "What's

to meet Keturah Brown. You've returned

never taken

mentioned it, he finally recalled that she expected to meet

a short-tempered businesswoman. I need to

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

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

you know

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

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

mayor's wife, so others always fawned over her. Therefore, she was also respected

worth showing off

there was

Keturah was always mysterious and seldom showed up in public. She always wore

attracted by such a charming

famous worldwide and had countless

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