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."

to go?" Brayden felt an intense

in coldly, “She's going back to Townyer Villa with me." Then he darted at Brayden in disdain,

far, Franklin Maskelyne!" Sylvia glared at him angrily, knowing he wanted to

"You must. Think I don't know you want to

“Now you know she's Logan Mertens’ girlfriend. Why do

he sensed something

his wife stayed there. Brayden wasn't

followed Franklin to go home, his wife would definitely beat her up. However, they had divorced,

would Franklin want to take

gazed at Franklin. Her gaze shifted to his determined and rock-hard face with a sharp outline. She

struggled. “Let go

red lips. The next second, he crazily sucked and bit them, hinting at her that he would keep kissing

at them. “That's

it in front of the Townyer Villa. Only then did Franklin let go of Sylvia. Sylvia felt uncomfortable as her lips

the door open and dragged her down the car aggressively. He

She

she had to stagger

his lips into a smile. His mood became

he pulled her closer, holding her in his

he scooped her up. “I love you this way, Sylvia." Sylvia glared at him. However, she was

Brayden watched Franklin leave while carrying Sylvia in

if Franklin had divorced his wife

up with

so eager? You kissed her for a long time. I'm impressed by

he made a U-turn

on the balcony, Melissa lit a cigarette. Roman looked

him fiercely. "You moron! Why did you

in a grievance, "You've liked

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

always knew what she wanted. She was also the most spoiled child

cared about his dignity and always

Melissa was the boss in the

added, "No matter what you do, step away from

Franklin loves that woman a lot." Roman

whore from nowhere. I'm from an influential family, and I'm famous. How can Sylvia

have so many admirers. Why do you insist on pursuing

had a crush on him since childhood. When I was little, I planned to become his wife. Tiffany Evans used to be his date several times. Why can't he like

name Andrews. Do you think

he have never taken her to our gatherings? She saved

you've been smarter and prouder than me since childhood, but I'm worried