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, tidied his clothes, and

He looked nice.

little boy also sat obediently beside him, staring at Sylvia

time." Brock still

well in the yard from where

tank

and suffocation he felt when Sylvia pressed

him,

choked. Of course, he had

and sat there, listening carefully to

a loser director,

sounded naive

without even thinking

Davila, you have to get up from wherever you fall. Do you want to

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

think that he would be accused of

Simon, his good friend, stole the script from his computer and made it into a movie before him. His film was also being

forced to stop because Roland's film was released

accused him

lot. The investor sued him and asked

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

stolen by

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

So, he drank every day after

the industry. The once genius director became a

would find him and invite

first reaction was that this

website on Gøøglᴇ to

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

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