After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 636

After returning to the room, Franklin pulled her onto the couch. His face was cold and stern, his eyes icy. "Cody's injuries were not an accident. It seems that some people are deliberately targeting him."

"The more they want to target Cody, the less we can ignore it," Sylvia said with a hint of severity in her eyes.

Yesterday when they first stepped into the prison yard, she heard the sheriff on the phone addressing someone as Ritter!

This afternoon, she would meet with Mrs. Ritter.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Brayden brought Sylvia to a private room at a club as promised.

Standing in front of the door of the private room, Brayden raised his hand and knocked. They heard a voice from inside say, "Come in."

As soon as they entered the private room, Sylvia saw an extremely elegant lady sitting on a sofa and holding a highball glass filled with red liquid that she gracefully swirled around with her fingers painted in Chanel nail polish.

oversized black fur coat draped over her shoulders. The heating was turned on inside this cozy private space, but Sylvia

Ritter pursed her lips slightly and gestured for Sylvia and Brayden to

waiting for her to speak, as if

Ritter did not expect Master Keturah - who had been rumored about - to be so young and beautiful; standing out even among all those beauties within entertainment circles including award-winning actresses

which made it almost impossible for anyone's gaze not be drawn towards her. But good appearance meant nothing to those real

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you invited me here today," said Sylvia, getting straight

music very much. I heard that you have

gaze swept across Mrs. Ritter. "I'm sorry, but I have no plans to take on

face darkened at Sylvia's words, but she quickly composed herself when she remembered Sylvia's status in the music industry and her abilities. "Master Keturah, please don't reject me just yet. Why not

a woman sitting in front of it playing Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata". The

performance was good, but Sylvia wasn't

Ritter beamed with pride - this was her masterpiece! Her daughter would become one of the top socialites and receive the best education possible -