After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 815

He raised his glass and gulped the wine down, "I have to leave." The relationship between the Fox family and the Hipps family was good. With the Hipps family in trouble, he should hurry back to Aettosa.

It was already late at night. Seeing Louis leave, everyone didn't feel like staying together anymore, so they chatted for a while before dispersing.

"There will be a farewell banquet tomorrow. Will you still attend?" Fashion Mogul looked at Sylvia expectantly. "I also want to discuss new design inspiration with you again, Sylvia. You are my source of inspiration."

Sylvia nodded her head and said, "Okay, we will leave after attending the farewell banquet tomorrow."

Fashion Mogul smiled slightly upon hearing this and glanced at Franklin's expression before not daring to hug Sylvia but instead shook her hand firmly. "See you tomorrow."

Mrs. Ritter and Ashlyn felt like they had finally won one over their opponents.

They were having supper in an upscale restaurant when suddenly Mrs. Ritter's phone rang.

She picked up her phone and frowned when she saw who it was from; she wondered why her uncle would call so late?

"Uncle, why haven't you slept yet?" Ramiro's voice was extremely serious. "Is Ashlyn really Wynter?"

Mrs. Ritter's eyes darkened slightly as she lifted up her hand holding the phone; there was a hint of displeasure in her voice as she asked: "Uncle, are you unhappy about it?"

On the other end of the line, Ramiro held his forehead feeling somewhat frustrated. "You and I both know that Ashlyn doesn't have that talent at all! So what do you mean by this? Sylvia has done me a favor; my body is slowly recovering because of her help! Do you really need to use Wynter's reputation on social media to suppress Sylvia?"

Ramiro had always wanted to pass on his priceless instrument to someone who truly deserved it but unfortunately until now he hadn't found anyone suitable yet.

The last time he met with MI6, Sylvia gave him RL 133 pills which helped him recover from his illness gradually.

He had been undergoing chemotherapy lately which had been effective making him more confident about life again. He felt grateful towards Sylvia. However, his niece made things difficult for Sylvia.

As a big shot in the music industry, he also paid attention to the Graley Piano Competition. He didn't expect Mrs. Ritter and Ashlyn to cause so much trouble, especially targeting Sylvia.

He involuntarily sat up straight and impatiently said to Mrs. Ritter, "Can you stop targeting Sylvia? What did she do to you?"

Upon hearing her own uncle speak up for Sylvia and knowing his intention for making this call, Mrs. Ritter's voice turned cold as she said, "Uncle, I'm busy here discussing important matters with some international music masters. I'll call you back later."

"You..." However, Mrs. Ritter on the other end of the phone didn't give Ramiro a chance at all. "Uncle, I have to go now," she said before hanging up.

from his phone and was so angry that flames of anger seemed to be shooting out of

his side watching him rub his forehead in anger and feeling upset himself as he asked, "What does she want? Why is she targeting Miss Andrews? Miss Andrews is such a good person." Ramiro was getting old; he used to dominate the music scene

him to hand over his instrument but he

distant. Now all Ramiro felt was anger mixed with

she looked at Mr. Guzman. "My uncle is Ramiro; you must have heard

I heard that he's not very well these days," Mr. Guzman replied surprised that both

if you like," suggested Mrs. Ritter

looking for someone who deserves it; someone who can inherit it," continued Mr. Guzman

excitedly imagining how much more stable they

up even more. "I'd love that! And please

replied Ms. Riter happily satisfied

hotel, she called Ramiro back. "Uncle, Mr.

Sylvia, and it's having a very negative

Sylvia," Mrs. Ritter rejected Ramiro's suggestion outright after listening to

calls you granduncle! Besides, how can Ashlyn explain it? It wasn't her who claimed herself as Wynter;

saying 'Oh no, I'm not Wynter; everything is

Sylvia but never think of your own

disappoint me so much." Her words were

temples throbbed with veins popping out of them as he exclaimed, "What are you doing? You're over forty years old and still confusing right and wrong

has been kind to me! As for Ashlyn - she used to be smart when young

what scheme your mind is hatching

with Mr. Guzman

what kind of person

Ritter turned pale with anger; She knew her uncle was

too since we're family! If you've thought things through clearly, then give me a call back; we'll bring Mr. Guzman over for a

into the phone, "I

smashed everything on the table in frustration while Ashlynn

angry that she couldn't catch her breath. "How can he even compare you to Sylvia? You're his family, but

to rush back home and have a big

looked at the disconnected phone and said to his apprentice next to him, "Go on

startled. "Master, what's

instrument to Mr. Guzman." Ramiro sneered. "Since she can't get it

to do?" The

right?" Sometimes Ramiro participated in official music events and