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,

heard Franklin pay 20 million dollars for that set of jewelry

That woman was just frivolous eye candy. Couldn't Franklin

Tiffany was furious!

Sylvia Franklin's wife? If she was, why wouldn't she be together with Franklin? If not, then why would she have taken

an elite like Logan would have wooed

couldn't be

and coincidentally enough, or purposely, the

by Mrs. Maskelyne was worth Tiffany's

mocking stares

corners of her mouth were twitching with

their bid, Sylvia made hers,

with a smile on her rosy

didn't you

Franklin gritted his teeth.

she didn't like it

thought about it, the

she implying that she didn't

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so hard as

raging inside him. He wished he could just snatch the woman away and confined her, regardless

million dollars soon after. Eventually, the necklace belonged to a rich businessman who

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

check a careless flick.

favor from her," Franklin

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

was always

watched the

money or a chance to meet Master

Keturah? Then may I donate the same amount of money to the Keturah foundation in exchange

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

Her speech made sense.

It even impressed everyone.

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

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

Maskelyne, to hell

recovered her confidence in winning Franklin over

foundation had been completely left

worked in Wilson Group. Winter, who had majored in economics and management, stood out among her relatives and took

the Wilson family ever since

watched how Sylvia and Franklin

swallow

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

dinner after

seated herself gracefully at a table in the corner of the room. Her heels were hurt by the rub of her

shoes, looked

any hesitation, she pressed it to make it burst and cleared

the price for looking pretty,” said a man in a cold

who he was without looking

saying that

her

on his lap. He paused for a second the moment he gripped her ankle. Franklin raised his eyes