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.

grandmother, Sylvia turned

why Franklin appeared with

Franklin

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

she was with Franklin, she was touchy and

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

like drawing and painting but more like enjoying

Sylvia greeted Jenna with a smile, "Would

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

at her.

suddenly feeling shy. “I'm not

best artwork,” Sylvia said patiently. She picked up a brush and dipped it in color. "Let's paint the

praised, "Miss Andrews, I didn't expect you to be adept at drawing and painting

don't know and

looked at Aldo, 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 of

find

and decisive, but Aldo

unconcealed desire for possession in Franklin's eyes,

to cheat

I'm not interested in making a girlfriend now. I

Nodding, he realized that Aldo wouldn't be like

so he warned Aldo, "You'd better act as you

was wordless and awkward, realizing Franklin had thought he was

was talented

techniques. However, her feelings made her artwork

the strong breath of life from her

rosy cheeks, Jenna looked at Sylvia. “Miss Andrews, I like your painting. It's much better than

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

slowly guided her to