After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Cristal was drinking afternoon tea leisurely.

Mrs. Chan sighed. "Cristal, what's wrong with you? Tomorrow is preliminary contest. Why don't you practice playing?”

"Why should I? I won't make any progress even if I do. Also, I'm a very good pianist in H Rovirsa, and even my teachers have praised me as a top player.” Cristal took another sip of fruit tea. "Mom, you don't have to worry about it. I'm sure I can get a good ranking!"

"Cristal, you can't be complacent. If you get a good ranking this time, the celebrities from the upper class will think highly of you. As you know, a painting painted by Tiffany was sold for hundreds of thousands of dollars. So many families are envious,” Mrs. Chan said bitterly. "Mom, she also participated in this piano competition. I heard that she was not qualified, but she got the access by asking Mr. and Mrs. Hart for help”

Cristal looked contemptuous. "Why are you jealous of this kind of woman? Wait and see how I defeat her!"

Mrs. Chan looked at her daughter who was so stubborn and refused to listen to any advice. She could not help but shake his head.

The next day, early in the morning.

All the contestants woke up early and went to the piano competition venue.

This time, the venue was in the Larro Opera House.

The opera house had an extremely large area and could accommodate tens of thousands of spectators, so music lovers from all over the world gathered here to watch the competition.

This kind of global competition was naturally a great attraction.

There were also many media from all over the world carrying cameras and constantly filming.

Sylvia rested overnight, got up in the morning, picked a set of suitable outfit, and put on a makeup to fit her dressing.

Then she drove her Land Rover towards the opera house.

When she arrived at the entrance of the opera house, the parking lot had been filled with all kinds of luxury cars.

competion's judge, so the receptionist at the registration desk should give her a

desk, and one of them held up her glasses and took a look at Sylvia. A

What a beautiful contestant!

year's competition were all

"ID card."

the list and said with an unhappy face, "You're not on the

lost her good feelings for

not in the competition." Sylvia shook

you doing here?" The receptionist glared at

voice was shrill and immediately drew

Sylvia sideways glances and pointing

on?" Sylvia turned around and saw Mr. and Mrs.

Sonny Hart who

Hart, this woman is making trouble here! She's not participating in the competition, but she came to the registration desk!" The woman

Sonny narrowed his eyes slightly, and he looked a

the director of the opera house, and if someone was making trouble in his presence, it

a tall woman

the woman's face, and his tone of voice

one of the organizers, hurried over and called out respectfully towards the tall

see how the competition venue was decorated, but he didn't expect to see Sylvia being given a hard time! He almost threw his phone out. God knew how hard it was for them to have Master Keturah be

dare these muddleheaded people stop Master

okay. I'm having a little trouble getting

Sylvia as a

you

find her name on the

was actually the judge

would be such a young woman? Everyone thought Master Keturah was a middle-aged man... Sonny understood the whole picture at once. Wearing an