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

He looked nice.

little boy also sat obediently beside him, staring at Sylvia with

time." Brock still remembered

well in

a water tank next

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

asked him, "Sober

was almost choked. Of course, he had

himself and sat there, listening carefully to this strange

want him, a loser director, to film

naive

without even thinking about

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

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

made it into a movie before

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

accused

film cost a lot. The investor sued

directly, and what made him even angrier was that

stolen by his

pay off debts. But there was still a

devastated. So, he drank every day

industry. The

someone would find him and invite him to

reaction was that this woman

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that I will steal your script and sell

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

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