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."

washed his face, tidied his clothes, and went

He looked nice.

also sat obediently beside him, staring

for a long time." Brock still remembered how cruel Sylvia could

they had a well in the

tank next

forget the fear and suffocation he felt when Sylvia pressed him directly into the water

him, "Sober

was almost choked. Of

now he obediently cleaned himself and sat

him, a loser director,

naive

refused without even thinking about

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

speak for a long time. He used to be the top student in the directing department of the drama school.

would never think that he would be

the script from his computer and made it into a movie before him.

Roland's film was released before he was

Roland accused him

cost a lot. The investor sued him and asked

him even angrier was

was stolen

spent all his money to pay off debts. But there was still a large

So, he drank every day after

was banned from the industry. The once genius director

that someone would find him and invite him

first reaction was that

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"Aren't you afraid that I will steal

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 back then. Don't you want

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