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.

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 done such a stupid thing? her inner voice

noticed the

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

suddenly changed after

continuous beeps were

almost exploded, and so were the comments on her

if she was

she managed to hit on him. Some asked when they

to separate from Franklin. Reading the curses, Sylvia gritted

wished was to let

Twitter, so she immediately noticed the trending topic,

almost drove her

the woman's back, she

on the phone. "Hello,

he answered. "What's

when you'll take me to meet Keturah Brown. You've returned from abroad

never taken this

finally recalled that she

businesswoman. I need

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

join the piano contest. If I could win a good prize, my grandfather would get better after hearing the good

you know after

in a daze, he looked at

Franklin once that his mother was a crazy music

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

was something worth showing off if

was an

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

a

Keturah was famous worldwide and had countless

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