After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

When she was about to grab a taxi, a Bentley came out of the garage. The windows lowered. Franklin smiled. "A good husband must be a good driver too. Get in the car."

Sylvia was speechless. She wanted to say that she didn't care if he was a good driver because they'd gotten divorced.

Sylvia, who had always been sharp-tongued, said nothing this time. She was going to meet someone.

Arriving at the destination, Franklin looked around and frowned. "What are you doing here?"

It was a shabby neighborhood. Some buildings seemed to be falling apart.

The air was smelly.

It was a disgusting place to stay in.

"To find someone." Sylvia got out of the car and said curtly, “Thank you, go back."

In a broken room, a man in his thirties was drinking.

With a messy beard, he looked depressed.

Beside him squatted an eight-year-old boy. Seeing that the man was drinking unhappily, the boy couldn't help crying. He shouted, "Dad, stop drinking."

He knew his dad had been in very bad health lately. But they had no money to go to the hospital.

The man spent all the money he earned on alcohol.

He didn't care about his health at all.

“Leave me alone.” The man shook the little boy away.

The boy was so young that he fell on the ground.

Suddenly, a woman's cold voice sounded at the door, "Brock Davila." Brock slowly opened his drunken eyes, looked at the beautiful woman at the door, and said gloomily, "Who are you?"

“I'm your savior."

his face, tidied his clothes, and

He looked nice.

sat obediently beside him,

long time." Brock still remembered

had a well in the yard from where

was a water tank

fear and suffocation he felt when Sylvia pressed him directly

him, "Sober

was almost choked. Of course,

and sat there, listening carefully

him, a loser director, to

naive

without even thinking

script, read it, think about it, and then contact me." Sylvia put the script in front of Brock, "Mr. Davila, you have to get up from wherever you

for a long time. He used to be the top student in the directing department of the drama school. When he just graduated, he wrote a script and

that he would be accused of

it into a movie before him. His film was also being

forced to stop because Roland's film was released before he

Roland accused him of

investor withdrew the investment. The film cost a lot.

him even angrier was that after the divorce, his

was stolen

all his money to pay off debts. But there was

he drank

the industry. The once

would find him

was that this woman was

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afraid that I will steal your

registered the copyright of this script, even if you want to sell it, no one would buy.” Sylvia said lightly, "Only you and Roland knew the truth of what happened

"I have the best production team, and I will invite