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.

be this competion's judge, so the receptionist at the registration desk should give her a judge's card. She had no assistant

held up her glasses and took a look at Sylvia. A trace of

What a beautiful contestant!

this year's competition were

"ID card."

but the two women flipped through the list and

her good feelings for Sylvia. "Are you an impostor? Security

not in the competition." Sylvia shook

doing here?" The receptionist glared at Sylvia and

voice was shrill and immediately drew the attention

many people were giving Sylvia

turned around and saw Mr. and Mrs. Hart

was Sonny Hart who

not participating in the competition, but she came to

eyes slightly, and he looked

opera house, and if someone was making trouble in his presence,

on a tall woman

was standing with her back to him, so he couldn't see the woman's face, and his tone of voice was angry, "Just throw her out right away. What's all the

organizers, hurried over and called out respectfully towards the

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

these muddleheaded

trouble getting my judge's

previously taken Sylvia as a contestant was

... you

didn't find her

actually the judge Master

woman? Everyone thought Master Keturah was a middle-aged man... Sonny understood the whole