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."

minutes later, Brock washed his face, tidied his clothes, and went

He looked nice.

also sat obediently beside

time." Brock

were poor, so they had a well

tank

never forget the fear and suffocation he felt when Sylvia pressed him directly

asked him, "Sober

Of course, he had sobered

cleaned himself and sat there, listening

want him, a loser director, to film

naive and

without even thinking

then contact me." Sylvia put the script in front of Brock, "Mr. Davila, you have to get up from wherever you fall. Do

used to be the top student in the directing department of the drama school. When he just graduated, he wrote a script and made a movie out of it, which made

he would

stole the script from his computer and made it into a movie

Roland's film was released before he was

accused him

withdrew the investment. The film cost a lot. The investor sued him and asked him

him directly, and what made him even angrier was that after the

was stolen

But there

devastated. So, he drank

the industry. The once genius

that someone would find him and invite

that

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that I will steal your

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

you." Sylvia smiled and looked at him with clear eyes. "I have the best production team, and