After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

"Now you just pretend to know nothing?" Poppy insulted Sylvia almost each time they met in Maskelyne Residence. In her eyes, Sylvia was a white elephant kept by Franklin.

Thus, it made her feel better to question Sylvia habitually as they met here.

Impassively, Sylvia looked at Poppy and said, "Miss Maskelyne, I don't think I am close enough to you to tolerate your bad manners."

"Bad manners?" Poppy bawled at her angrily.

Sylvia raised an eyebrow in silence, her gaze sweeping across the crowd.

Subconsciously, Poppy followed Sylvia's gaze, noticing the disdain and mockery in those wealthy ladies’ eyes.

She suddenly realized that she seemed to stew in her own juice now, though she had planned to make a fool of Sylvia by insulting her in front of others.

"Obviously. Everybody here knows what I mean." Sylvia swirled her glass of red wine elegantly and took a sip.

She leaned towards Poppy and said in a low voice, "Think you're great, don't you? Your friends play you for a fool. You idiot!"

Sylvia shoved her glass into Poppy's hands and said, "Sadder but savvier. You'd better learn more."

Poppy went scarlet then white with anger and awkwardness.

At the very beginning, she didn't intend to pick on Sylvia. But some of her girlfriends kept urging her, saying that Sylvia was so pretentious and disgusting, and Poppy was the only person who dared to taunt her. She couldn't help to introspect. Were they really her best friends? Though Honey couldn't afford to offend Poppy, she said with an undertone, "Miss Maskelyne, it seems...indecent for you to say bad things about Miss Andrews publicly."

"Who the hell are you?" Poppy railed at Honey, "How dare you judge me!"

Honey went scarlet and white because of fear. She was nothing for such an aristocrat lady.

But she didn't have the heart to leave Sylvia alone.

last time. She wanted to help Sylvia, though she was merely a

had seen a lot of dirty tricks used in the showbiz. As other peers kept pushing her around, she gradually learned

ashamed of what you did? Go back to Maskelyne Residence now! If you don't,

in anger, and then turned to leave. She believed the only reason she

looked at

smilingly, "Miss Maskelyne is famous for her brashness. And you

Sylvia smiled.

"She's still a child.”

foundation of Master Keturah last time. Can you help our Wilson philanthropic foundation this time? Our foundation has more fame and larger scale than Master Keturah's." Winter paused and then said, "As far

only rely on men," said one of the rich ladies, "I'm the senior

said, “I'm at the

philanthropic foundation," said Winter proudly, "Charity is also a type of career. It's not only about donating or funding. It's also about the spirit, faith, and love. I think you will join us for them.” Sylvia looked at

Wilson philanthropic foundation was “interesting”. It was totally the same as brainwashing. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels

gathered up those rich ladies by offering them some

in daily life.

Charity.

their

Wilson Group. Winter would

will think about it." Sylvia

her smile

were riveted

young and

and Paul were mesmerized by

Master Keturah is also welcomed."

voice. Her smile was

In Wright Residence.