After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

It seemed like the jewelry was going to be either of them.

Franklin was surprised to see that well-reserved set. And he wanted it too as he thought that Master Keturah was a big fan of such things. Meanwhile, what Mrs. Wright had said came to his mind, "Give the people what they want.”

And for sure, he would have to bring a decent gift when he came to visit Master Keturah.

He just didn't expect Sylvia liked it too.

He looked at that set with a reluctant look in his eyes for a while. "Well, just let her have it."

The dining room was silent as no other bid was made.

Sylvia beckoned to Logan, "Go pay for it."

Logan soon rose from his seat with a credit card, while Paul got up faster than him. "I get it! I get it!"

The emcee said to the two respectfully, “There is no need to pay for it anymore, sirs. It's been paid by Mr. Maskelyne."

Both Logan and Paul were shocked.

Clark looked at Franklin carelessly, with a vicious smile on his sinister face. "I wonder what Mr. Maskelyne's lot is.”

Franklin glanced at Sylvia from the corner of his eye and said in a dry voice, "Just some bauble that my wife doesn't like. I think it can be used for charity.”

He was still upset as he remembered how Sylvia had tossed on the table his well-selected present for her when he had returned to the Townyer Villa.

Something that Mrs. Maskelyne didn't like?

What could it be?

Everyone's curiosity was instantly aroused.

When a lady came out with a red velvet box, a diamond necklace of at least six carats shone gorgeously under the limelight.

Everyone gave an exclamation of surprise!

Mrs. Maskelyne didn't want a diamond as huge as that?!

Then what did she like?

No woman could resist a diamond!

A tinge of desire flashed across Tiffany's eyes. Ever since they had met, the only thing Franklin had ever given her was a bunch of flowers, although there were 999 flowers in it, it was nothing compared to that diamond...

She felt tortured, wondering what on earth that legendary Mrs. Maskelyne was like.

There really had been no love between them during their four years of marriage?

Tiffany had been certain that she was special to Franklin and believed that Franklin would divorce his wife.

But at that moment...

Why was she feeling so insecure?

Why was she feeling uneasy?

Mrs. Maskelyne, and then

Franklin pay 20 million dollars

just didn't understand. That woman was just frivolous eye candy. Couldn't Franklin see it? That woman was fooling around with Logan and

Tiffany was furious!

If she was, why wouldn't she be together with Franklin? If not, then why

elite like Logan would have wooed a married

Sylvia couldn't be

emcee continued with the auction and coincidentally enough, or

Mrs.

seemed to feel some mocking stares from the people

her mouth were twitching

over their bid, Sylvia made hers, "One

with a smile on her rosy cheeks. “No

didn't you take

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away and confined her, regardless of all the possible consequences, so that she would not have had

Sylvia's involvement and the effort of Franklin's toadies, the diamond necklace was inflated to nine million dollars soon after. Eventually,

and

gave the check a careless flick. "What

favor from her,"

bad if said no. I will schedule it for you." With that, Sylvia

money was always

the two

money or a chance to

the same amount of money to the Keturah foundation in exchange for a chance to meet her?" Calvin, who was rich and silly, soon

precious. There is one only person here who gets to meet Master Keturah, and it's Mr. Maskelyne. And as promised,

Her speech made sense.

It even impressed everyone.

she meant it, instead of giving him the runaround or showing

blast of joy inside, thinking that Franklin was spending that nine hundred million dollars for

to hell with

recovered her confidence in winning

been completely

members worked in Wilson Group. Winter, who had majored in economics and management, stood

ever since the old Wilson's illness. But she had been obedient

Sylvia and Franklin

swallow her

anything without Clark's permission. Meanwhile, Sylvia

was a dinner

a table in the corner of the room. Her heels were hurt by the rub

her shoes, looked down,

hesitation, she pressed it to make it

said a

knew who he was without looking

are saying that I

for her

right next to the woman and placed her foot on his lap. He paused for a second the moment he gripped her ankle. Franklin raised