After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Aldo was about to argue with his mother again.

Biting her lip, Jenna didn’t wish he fight against Mrs. Carson because of her.

Timidly, she looked at Aldo in reluctance and muttered, "I... I can do it myself. Miss Andrews is there."

Her voice was low, and she couldn't help stammering.

In Mrs. Carson's eyes, she was a weird coward.

She looked down upon Jenna more. “Jenna, you are indeed sensible. Aldo, you go to entertain Miss Chan. I'll be with Jenna. That's a deal.” With those words, she turned away aggressively.

Holding Jenna's cheeks and feeling sorry for her, Aldo whispered, "Silly girl."

“I don't want you to argue with your mother," Jenna muttered to explain. She felt upset once thinking that Aldo would stay with another woman, but she knew she couldn't stop him from finding a wife.

She battled a smile and prompted, “Let's go. I can't let Miss Andrew keep waiting for me."

In the suburbia, Aldo and Jenna were taken aback when they saw the tall, sturdy man getting off the Bentley.

Subconsciously, Jenna wanted to hide behind Aldo after recognizing it was the horrible man.

His strong aura and stern look left a deep impression on her. As soon as seeing him, Jenna couldn't help but fear, not to mention she was born timid.

Patting the back of her hand, Aldo said, "Don't be afraid.”

Then he greeted Franklin, "A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Maskelyne." “The pleasure is mine." Franklin nodded at him in response.

Then he reached his hand into the car, which was patted off by Sylvia. “I can get down myself."

Franklin didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

were not seen by his grandmother, Sylvia turned

baffled, wondering why

Franklin had

Sylvia treated Franklin in a weird way. Aldo didn't know much about Sylvia but could tell she was a polite, calm woman

Franklin, she was touchy and moody. Moreover, Franklin didn't look

sat before an easel next to a coffee table, on which there were delicate pastries and a

didn't look like drawing and painting but more

smile, "Would you like

thanks, Miss Andrews. You are so kind." Jenna trotted to her, looking

her.

blushed, suddenly feeling

said patiently. She picked up a brush and dipped it in color. "Let's paint the

she was, Aldo praised, "Miss Andrews, I didn't expect

“She has more sides you don't know and always shocks us. I've

and drawled, "Mr. Carson, if you like such a kind of talented woman, I can introduce a few celebrities who are fond of drawing and painting to you. Oh, some

find his

that Franklin was cold, ruthless, and decisive, but Aldo had never known that he was also

for possession in Franklin's eyes, her

you want to cheat on her?" However, Aldo dared not to speak

chuckled, "Mr. Maskelyne, you must be kidding. I'm not

pleased Franklin. Nodding, he realized that Aldo wouldn't

Franklin was still worried, so he warned Aldo, "You'd better

awkward, realizing Franklin had thought he was his

Jenna was talented

her natural feelings without any techniques. However, her feelings made

could feel the strong breath of life from her painting,

Jenna looked at Sylvia. “Miss Andrews, I like your

at her and put down her brush. Pointing at one part of Jenna's painting, she added, "If you changed

she slowly guided