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.

expect him to be so childish. “We've divorced! Why have you done such a stupid

also noticed the netizens’

from the public and refused to let others know about her existence. He had taken her as an

he suddenly changed after divorcing

beeps were

message box almost exploded, and so

netizens asked her if

to hit on him. Some

the curses, Sylvia gritted her teeth in

she wished was to let him leave

was addicted to Twitter, so she immediately noticed

almost drove her

after she saw the photo of the woman's back, she was almost killed by jealousy of Mrs.

on the phone. "Hello,

answered.

to meet Keturah Brown. You've returned

taken

Tiffany mentioned it, he finally recalled that she

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

Even you have

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 better after hearing the good news. For my grandfather, I wish

let you know

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

Franklin once that his mother was a crazy music

the mayor's wife, so others

it was something worth showing off if Mrs. Wright worshiped

there was

She always wore a traditional dress and a golden mask when she

netizens were attracted by such a charming pianist wearing a traditional

Keturah was famous worldwide and had countless fans

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