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?

was Mrs. Maskelyne, and then

Franklin pay 20 million dollars for

was just frivolous eye candy. Couldn't Franklin see

Tiffany was furious!

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

elite like

couldn't be

and coincidentally enough, or purposely, the starting price was

away by Mrs. Maskelyne was

feel some mocking

of her mouth

over their bid,

him with a smile on her rosy cheeks. “No one dislikes

why didn't you take it

Franklin gritted his teeth.

mean that she didn't like it to

thought about it, the more his

she implying that she didn't like

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hard as if to

away and confined her, regardless of

involvement and the effort of Franklin's toadies, the diamond necklace was inflated to nine million dollars soon after. Eventually, the necklace belonged to a rich businessman who

it to Keturah foundation, and I wonder if it can be exchanged

the check a careless flick.

from her," Franklin said in a

money, it would make me look bad if said no. I will schedule

money was always

the two

enviable, whether it was that money or a

I donate the same amount of money to the Keturah foundation in exchange for a chance to meet her?"

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

Her speech made sense.

It even impressed everyone.

her look and tone that she meant it, instead of giving him the runaround or

Franklin was spending that nine hundred million

Maskelyne, to hell with

recovered her confidence in

had been completely left out

was Winter Bennett, Clark's aunt. The head of the Wilson family was Clark, while other family members worked in Wilson Group. Winter, who had majored in economics and

in charge of the Wilson family ever since the old Wilson's illness. But

Sylvia and Franklin humiliated Wilson

couldn't swallow

dared not to do anything without Clark's permission. Meanwhile, Sylvia

was a dinner after the

the corner of the room. Her heels were hurt by the rub of her

looked down,

hesitation, she pressed it to make it burst

pretty,” said a man

who he was

saying

her to make Franklin

paused for a second the moment he gripped her ankle. Franklin raised his eyes and saw