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 thing? her inner

also noticed the

public and refused to let others know

wondered why he suddenly

continuous beeps were from

and so

asked her if she was

how she managed to hit on

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

to let him leave her

to Twitter, so she immediately noticed the

drove her

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

Franklin on the phone.

he answered.

meet Keturah Brown. You've returned from

had never taken

mentioned it, he finally recalled that she expected to meet

need to

tone, "Really? Even you have

join the piano contest. If I

let you know

in front of the French window in a daze, he looked

told Franklin once that his mother was a

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

showing off if Mrs. Wright worshiped

there was

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

by such a charming pianist

was famous worldwide and

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