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."

later, Brock washed his face,

He looked nice.

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

haven't been filming for a long time." Brock still remembered how

they had a well

water tank next

suffocation he felt when

him,

Of course, he had

sat there, listening carefully to this

him, a loser director,

sounded naive

even

Keep 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

in the directing

would never think that he would

the script from his computer and made it into a movie before him. His film was also being filmed at

to stop because Roland's film was

accused him of

investment. The film cost a lot. The investor

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

script was stolen by

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

he drank every day

from the industry.

never imagined that someone would find him and invite him

was that

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that I will steal

to sell it, no one would buy.” Sylvia said lightly, "Only you

clear eyes. "I