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 went to

He looked nice.

little boy also sat obediently beside

filming for a long time." Brock still remembered

a well

tank

fear and suffocation he felt when Sylvia

him,

almost choked. Of course, he had

now he obediently cleaned himself and sat there, listening carefully to this

loser director,

naive and

without even

the 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 fall. Do you want to end

his hand and did not speak for a long time. He used to be the top student in the directing department of the

would never think that he would

made it

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

accused

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

made him even angrier was that after the divorce, his wife

stolen by

his money to pay off debts. But there was still

he drank every

was banned from the industry. The once

that someone would find him and invite him to make

that this woman was a

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throat was dry, "Aren't you afraid that

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

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