After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Other people in the box checked Twitter.

"I didn't expect her to be so skillful in fighting.”

"She saved several children and caught the traffickers.”

"See that move? Boom!"

"Mr. Hill rewarded her in person. She even had the group photo with Mayor Cody."

"Who is she? Even if she's a heroine, she cannot be from an influential family, right?" a woman asked.

Her words raised another discussion.

Standing in front of the cake, Melissa was so angry that her face turned livid.

She was the protagonist today as it was her birthday banquet.

Others gathered to celebrate it for her. However, they all ignored her. They focused on discussing Sylvia, who had distracted all their attention.

Melissa furiously blamed Sylvia for ruining her birthday banquet. “Damn Sylvia Andrews!"

In anger, she grabbed her handbag, rushed out of the box, and slammed the door shut.

Roman hurriedly followed her.

Only then did others return to their senses.

"Oops. She hasn't cut the cake yet."

"She also hasn't made wishes."

After leaving the box, Sylvia strode forward. Franklin followed her quickly, gripping her wrist. "I bought the land for you. Why are you still upset?"

Sylvia stopped mid-step and darted at him. “I don't need you to give it to me. I could have bought it myself."

“I'll transfer the land to you tomorrow,” Franklin insisted aggressively. Brayden caught up with them and overheard his words. He couldn't help but think Franklin was a spendthrift aiming to win a woman's heart. He could give the land worth 50 million dollars to her without hesitation. In curiosity, Brayden asked, "Excuse me, Miss Andrews. Why do you need that land?"

Sylvia looked in the distance. "No comment.”

After they left the nightclub, Brayden drove the car. As soon as they sat in, he heard the two in the backseat say in unison.

"Pearlhall Villa."

“Townyer Villa."

go?" Brayden felt an intense

Then he darted at Brayden in disdain, as he wasn't so

at him angrily, knowing he wanted to have

snorted, "You must. Think I don't know you

she's Logan Mertens’

sensed something

Franklin's home, and his wife stayed there.

home, his wife would definitely beat her up. However, they had divorced,

want

Her gaze shifted to his determined and rock-hard face with a sharp

“Let go

them, hinting at her

at them. “That's

was impressed. Brayden sped up the car and parked it in front of the Townyer Villa. Only then

pushed the door open and dragged her down the car aggressively. He gripped her wrist too tightly to

She wanted to

she had to stagger forward under

at her rosy cheeks, curling his lips

closer, holding her

at him. However, she was too weak to break free. Therefore, she looked fragile and adorable

car, Brayden watched Franklin leave while carrying Sylvia in

amazed, doubting if Franklin had

so fed up with watching

You kissed her for a long time.

his lips, he made a U-turn and

standing on the balcony, Melissa lit a cigarette.

glared at him fiercely. "You moron! Why did you insult that

stand and watch them without doing anything. I defended you," Roman said in a grievance, "You've liked Franklin for so many years. I couldn't

Or I'll tell Dad everything you've done behind him. He'll definitely teach you a lesson.” "Melissa, please... Forgive me. I swear I'll be obedient to you in

wanted. She was also the most spoiled child at home, so Roman

dignity and

knew Melissa was the boss in

and added, "No matter what

woman a lot."

of the cigarette. "Just a whore from nowhere. I'm from an influential family, and I'm famous. How can Sylvia Andrews be compared to me? I don't think

so many admirers. Why do you insist on

on him since childhood. When I was little, I planned to become his wife. Tiffany Evans used

Do you think

hard. "I heard he had got married. He has a wife." Melissa sneered. She had never believed Franklin had gotten married. "If he had been married, why would he have never taken her to our gatherings? She saved passengers on the flight? That's

smarter and prouder than me since childhood, but I'm