After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Cristal gave Jenna a shove in a fit. She heard that Master Keturah usually played the piano in this restaurant, thereby trying her luck. Consequently, she waited for a long while and failed to meet Master Keturah even though she asked somebody to get her the VIP card of the Royal Restaurant.

So, she had to leave then.

She felt agitated and walked hurriedly so that she bumped into Jenna and Mrs. Wright.

She was always imperious that it was she who hit others, but she made this Jenna's fault, growling, "Apologize to me!"

Before she said something, Jenna raised her head and saw a beautiful, familiar face.

It was her, the woman whom Aldo had a blind date with!

What a coincidence!

"What? Are you dumb?" Cristal stood there haughtily, her eyes finally falling on Jenna's face.

She was shocked and shouted, "Jesus! How ugly you are! Don't frighten me! Didn't your parents tell you not to show up if you are ugly?" Cristal looked at the ugly face, feeling familiar.

After a while, she seemed to take a tumble and taunted Jenna, "Oh, you are Aldo's..."

Mrs. Wright looked sullen. The woman in front of them knew Aldo.

It was no doubt that the people who related to the Carsons were ill- bred.

Mrs. Wright didn't want to lose her courtesy, thus she said nobly, "Miss, she's my goddaughter. Please show respect. It was you who hit her." "Who are you? You old rag!" Cristal thought that the woman who accompanied Aldo's adopted girl was also inferior. Mrs. Carson had told her that Jenna was turned away by them.

But she totally forgot that people who entered the Royal Restaurant were wealthy or high-profile. Otherwise, they were not qualified to enter here without a VIP card.

"Old rag? What's wrong with you?" Mrs. Wright had been beautiful since she was a child. As time passed by, she got a vibe of elegance that everyone admired.

she was insulted by a non-known

is picking a quarrel here. Ask the

such a nobody, it was not appropriate for her to squabble. "How

at them with

thought, even if she could enter the Royal Restaurant, she was not rich because she was merely an old rag

glance at the black

bought at a garage

can be so pretentious. I think you

suits for

a cold voice from

tall and slender woman in

in a white shirt and a pair of black leggings

others could hardly face her. As she waved her hand, dozens of guards in

snorted, "Who

you are

Cristal was in a daze,

said that the boss of the Royal

internal storm of

Damn!

piano competition where Master Keturah was one of the judges. She had

women whom she insulted were

to slap

humble, "Master Keturah, I'm so sorry. I don't know if they are your family.

are the master of sophistication.” Mrs.

lowered her head,

really ugly, even

should not go out. It was