After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

They parted after having a small talk.

These rich ladies still discussed, "It's the truth that Mrs. Wright can enter the Royal Restaurant casually.”

"She has a good relationship with Master Keturah."

“It's said that Master Keturah will be a judge in the international piano competition. Wish she will be lenient with the competitors from my family."

"I should connect with Mrs. Wright. My daughter also wants to join the competition.”

Jenna felt dizzy, almost fainting.

The woman was actually the mayoress who was said to be humble. She screwed it up.

She offended Mrs. Wright... Chan Group was not as powerful as Carson Group or Wilson Group. Her family just made a jackpot in recent years, so Jenna was imperious like some parvenus.

What should she do now?

In Sylvia's box, Sylvia smiled after hearing what Mrs. Wright said, "It's unexpected that Brayden saved Jenna. Thank you for those days." Mrs. Wright also smiled satisfactorily, "It's destiny."

"Come on, show me your face," Sylvia said and stood up, stooping and pushing away Jenna's hair cautiously.

There were so many scars with some black dots. It was because it was raining that night, the rusted needle was not pulled out in time and the rust penetrated into her skin.

"It's easy to remedy the scars, but the rust needs a lot of work." Sylvia sighed, feeling sorry, "Jenna, it will be a long and hard time for you to cure your face. Can you keep it up?"

As Jenna heard that her scars could be cured, her eyes became luminous. She said excitedly, "I can! Definitely."

"That's good." Sylvia gave her hand an affectionate pat, smiling.

gratified,

best plastic surgeon to treat

Jenna should go abroad?" Mrs. Wright said, looking startled. "Yes. I know an eminent surgeon abroad. He can cure

Wright couldn't bear the thought of it and said looking at Jenna,

surprised Sylvia that Mrs. Wright had

Mrs. Wright did

mom... I... I have got you into much trouble. I believe I can face it

more glorious herself, shouldn't she? She couldn't rely on others all

for this brave girl. She was

remembered her son. She could ask Brayden

nodded to promise. Sylvia didn't go back to Townyer Villa but to

she stepped into her house when Franklin gave her a

you come

sister," said Sylvia who lay on the sofa lazily,

the row of villas with his deep eyes.

get off but asked Sylvia, "What do you want to eat

know

looked at the phone and raised

to the Pearlhall

a bowl of noodles

"Only noodle, Miss Andrews?"

“That's enough.”

cutlery. She felt

it, her phone rang again which was from

a

"I got it."

fishy, although the driver insisted it was drunk