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.

already 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 you

also noticed the netizens’

and refused to let others know about her existence. He had taken her as

he suddenly changed

continuous beeps were

so

asked her if

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

the curses,

she wished was to let him

so she immediately noticed

almost drove her

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

on the

answered. "What's the

you'll take me to meet Keturah Brown. You've returned from abroad for several days..." Tiffany

had never taken this

it, he finally recalled that

Keturah is a short-tempered businesswoman. I need to

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

a celebrity 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

right. I'll let you

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

him together, told Franklin once that his mother was a crazy

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

something worth showing

there was

public. She always wore a traditional

attracted by such a charming

Keturah was famous worldwide and had countless fans

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