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.

but she didn't expect him to be

noticed the netizens’

to let others know about

suddenly

beeps

and so were the comments on her Twitter

netizens asked her if she

her how she managed to hit on him. Some asked

to separate from Franklin. Reading the curses, Sylvia gritted her teeth in anger.

wished was to let

addicted to Twitter, so she immediately noticed the trending topic,

drove

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

on

answered. "What's

meet Keturah Brown. You've returned from abroad

had never taken this

mentioned it, he finally recalled that she expected

is a short-tempered businesswoman. I need

asked in a pitiful tone, "Really? Even you have

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

you

front of the French window in a daze, he looked at the blue sky

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

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

showing off if

there was

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

were attracted by such a charming pianist

worldwide and

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