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."

face,

He looked nice.

little boy also sat obediently beside him, staring at Sylvia

a long time." Brock still remembered how cruel Sylvia

poor, so they had a well in the yard from where they fetched

water tank next to the

and suffocation he felt when Sylvia pressed him directly into

asked him,

choked. Of course,

obediently cleaned himself and sat there, listening carefully to

a loser director, to film

naive

refused without even thinking

me." Sylvia put the script in front of Brock, "Mr. Davila, you have to get up from wherever you fall. Do you want to end up with such a bad name? Your son is so cute.

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

that he would

it

forced to stop because Roland's film was

Roland accused him

The film cost a lot. The investor sued him and asked

even angrier

stolen

money to pay off debts. But there was still

devastated. So, he

was banned from the industry. The once genius director became

find him and invite him to make a

was that this woman was

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throat was dry, "Aren't you afraid that I will steal your script and

one would buy.” Sylvia said lightly, "Only you

and looked at him with clear eyes. "I have the best production team, and I will invite the most