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.

heard the busy tone from his phone and was so angry that flames of anger

he asked, "What does she want? Why is she targeting Miss Andrews? Miss

Ritter wanted him to hand over his

had become distant. Now all Ramiro felt was anger mixed

Ritter smiled as she looked at Mr. Guzman. "My uncle is Ramiro; you must have

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

you sometime if you like," suggested Mrs. Ritter eagerly hoping

can inherit it," continued Mr. Guzman impressed

thought Mrs. Ritter excitedly imagining how much more stable they would be in international musical circles if they could make this

more. "I'd love that! And please put in a good word

course," replied Ms. Riter happily

the hotel, she called Ramiro back. "Uncle, Mr. Guzman wants to see you," she

the point. "Wynter's fans on the internet keep insulting Sylvia, and it's having a very

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

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

everything is just a

Sylvia but never think

so much." Her words were

was so angry that his temples throbbed with veins popping out of them as he exclaimed, "What are you doing? You're over

kind to me! As for Ashlyn

know what scheme your mind is hatching - letting Ashlyn pretend she's Wynter and profiting from

with

what kind of person you

knew her uncle was

a call back; we'll bring Mr. Guzman over for a meeting." Her voice trembled with anger as her tone rose sharply: "Don't mix up things! Who really counts as your

fainted from anger himself before shouting into the phone, "I won't meet him! Give up!" He hung up

the table in frustration

"How can he even compare you to

than to rush back home

the disconnected phone and said to

startled. "Master,

my instrument to Mr. Guzman." Ramiro sneered. "Since she can't get it herself, she wants me to use

you want me to do?" The apprentice

Sometimes Ramiro participated in official music events and used Twitter for