After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

A bold guess suddenly popped up in his mind ... Was it possible ...

His heart kept pounding as if it was about to jump out.

Though the night was deep, he still dialed Sylvia's phone.

The phone rang, but no one answered.

A million possibilities flashed through his mind, he must confirm his speculation; he must know the truth!

"Eden, you and Poppy help me take care of my son for the next two days."

"It's the middle of the night, Mr. Davila, what's wrong with you?" Eden had just fallen asleep when he was woken up, so he was really annoyed.

“I'm going to Aettosa. I'm going to Miss Andrews. I have to ask!" Brock sounded excited, "You and Poppy must come early tomorrow morning!" After saying that, he hung up the phone.

The next day early in the morning, Brock packed his bags and arrived at the airport.

"Sir, where can I get my ticket?" An old lady stopped him and asked in a whisper.

Brock looked up and couldn't help but frown. Why did this old lady look a bit familiar? It seemed like he had seen her somewhere before, but he couldn't remember.

He was in a hurry to board the plane and didn't think much of it, “To pick it up over there. Where are you flying to?"

The old lady smiled, "My daughter-in-law invited me to Aettosa! I'm old and I've never been out of the country in my life!"

“Then I guess we're on the same plane. Let's go. I'll accompany you." At this moment, Brock never expected how this old lady would make a show at Queena'’s birthday party.

Coincidentally, the old lady's seat and Brock's seat happened to be next to each other.

On the way, Brock took great care of the old lady.

Larro locals, and the old lady was aging. He believed that any young people would think of their own parents when

just offered a hand and didn't

smiled, "Thank you, you are really a

you want me to drive you?" Brock thought the

old lady said and stood at the curb in front of

the old

found Sylvia, her red lips were slightly curled, "Mr. Davila, you came just in time. I

his throat, because several men and women dressed extremely fashionable ran over to

looked at himself in a black suit and was speechless. It was like attending an award ceremony, making him, who was used to wearing casual clothes,

Andrews, what are you

then saw the men and women start to help Sylvia with her styling. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website

day long, Brock was on the verge of a breakdown. Sylvia was so busy that he didn't have time

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was evident. Aettosa’s ministers, bigwigs, and some wealthy

his brother Louis, the president of the Global International Piano Association, also came. It could be

that the president also sent someone over to celebrate

as prosperous as other families in terms of offspring, but Clare, the only son of the Hipps family was very competitive. He was not only artistic and well-educated, but also managed

Presidential Cabinet,

guests were envious of how grand Queena's birthday party was, and they all began to

seems that the president really thinks highly of

and enjoys a

Force for so many years. I

really in

The International Piano Competition was also a success. He will register in the Air Force

Hipps used to be a military graduate, but later he became a pianist, which surprised all of us. We

was a child, and he won the first prize in

the mention of this

into the banquet hall, heard Queena say this and her face

her arm beside her, whispered, "Mom ... do you play the piano? Did you learn it