After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 170

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.

seen by his grandmother, Sylvia

wondering why Franklin appeared with

recalled Franklin had

Aldo didn't know much about Sylvia but could tell she was a polite, calm woman who always

when she was with Franklin, she was touchy and moody.

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

like drawing and painting

smile, "Would

Jenna trotted to her, looking up at her. “Miss

at her.

blushed, 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

I didn't expect

sides you don't know and always shocks us.

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 of drawing and painting to you. Oh, some of them are also

couldn't find

was cold, ruthless, and decisive, but Aldo had never

desire for possession in Franklin's eyes, her

know you want to cheat on

Maskelyne, you must be kidding. I'm not interested in making

Nodding, he realized that Aldo wouldn't be like Logan

warned Aldo,

Franklin had thought he

talented in

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

breath of life from

looked at Sylvia. “Miss Andrews, I like your painting. It's

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

Jenna's hand, she slowly guided her to

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