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

was by 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?

Mrs. Ritter wanted him to hand over his instrument

had become distant. Now all Ramiro felt was anger

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

very well these days," Mr. Guzman replied surprised that both

if you like,"

deserves it; someone who can inherit it,"

with my uncle..." thought Mrs. Ritter excitedly imagining how much more stable they would be

Guzman brightened up even more. "I'd love that!

Ms. Riter

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

it's having a very negative impact on

didn't call you to discuss Sylvia," Mrs. Ritter rejected Ramiro's suggestion outright after listening to him

even know who Mr. Guzman is? Do 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; it was those fans'

'Oh no, I'm not Wynter; everything is just a misunderstanding,' those

Sylvia but never think of

much." Her words

angry that his 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

Sylvia saved my life and has been kind to me! As for Ashlyn - she used to be

mind is hatching

friends with Mr.

know too well what kind of person you

pale with anger; She knew her uncle was

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

into the phone, "I won't meet him! Give up!" He

table in frustration while Ashlynn tried comforting her

her breath. "How can he even compare you to Sylvia? You're

more than to rush back home and have

and said to his apprentice next

was startled. "Master, what's

"Since she can't get it herself, she wants me to use this instrument as a stepping stone for her own benefit. I won't

what do you want me to do?" The

registered a Twitter account for me before and got it verified, right?" Sometimes Ramiro participated