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.

by his grandmother, Sylvia turned a cold shoulder to

was baffled, wondering why Franklin appeared with

recalled Franklin

way. Aldo didn't know much about Sylvia but could tell she was a polite, calm

Franklin, she was touchy and moody. Moreover,

a coffee table, on which there were delicate pastries and a cup of herbal

didn't look like drawing and painting but more

Sylvia greeted Jenna with a smile,

trotted to her, looking up at her.

at her. "Yes, I

Jenna blushed, suddenly feeling

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

didn't expect you to be adept at drawing

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

his lips into a smile, Franklin arched an eyebrow, 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

find his

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

noticed the unconcealed desire for possession in Franklin's eyes,

know you want to cheat

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

realized that

he warned Aldo,

wordless and awkward, realizing Franklin had thought

talented in painting

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

breath of life

Andrews, I like your painting.

part of Jenna's painting, she added, "If you changed the brushing way on these two

Jenna's hand, she slowly