After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 817

Ashlyn sat on the sofa, completely lost in thought. "It's really Sylvia..." she muttered to herself. How could there be a woman like her in this world?

The sun had risen and Ashlyn and her daughter had been sitting on the sofa all night without sleep. They were supposed to attend the Graley Piano Competition farewell banquet that afternoon, looking glamorous and beautiful. But now... they were embarrassed enough to hide themselves.

Meanwhile, Sylvia and Franklin had woken up. As Sylvia pulled back the curtains, she saw dark clouds looming outside - it was obvious that it was going to rain soon.

"I didn't expect today would be so gloomy," she said as she watched the grass droop down under the weight of raindrops.

The once vibrant morning was now extremely low-pressure; oppressive silence enveloped everything around them.

Sylvia glanced at her phone absentmindedly only to find more than ten missed calls from Jenna, Mrs. Wright, Logan, Eden... and Ramiro?

She felt confused for a moment before remembering that last night before going to bed she recorded an audio message for Maskelyne Group, just being cooperative but not letting Ashlyn trample over her head with impunity.

But then Twitter exploded with negative comments about Ashlyn's behavior towards Sylvia...

Franklin looked at her helplessly as he handed over Ramiro's musical instrument which he passed down onto Sylvia. "Ramiro has passed it on you."

Sylvia was scrolling through messages when Franklin spoke up again, "He thinks you are his successor."

"Really?" She raised an eyebrow skeptically while Franklin pinched her cheek affectionately. "Yes! He tweeted about it last night."

"I don't want it." She groaned feeling overwhelmed by all of these responsibilities thrust upon her shoulders yet again.

Just as she picked up Ramiro's call intending on declining his offer politely, he spoke first, "Miss Andrews," Ramiro sounded tired but sincere. "I apologize for giving you my instrument without your permission but I truly believe that only you deserve such an honor..." He sighed deeply into his phone receiver. "My health is deteriorating day by day... Miss Andrews... you really are..."

And then there was silence on both ends of the line...

Sylvia was in a difficult position. She had intended to refuse, but Ramiro's words made it hard for her to say no.

"Don't talk like that, Mr. Cantrell. Maybe you'll recover," Sylvia whispered, trying to comfort him.

is my only wish in life - to have my

old Cantrell. Sylvia won't let you down," she

down. Her beautiful face was

is inevitable; nobody can resist it forever. RL 133 isn't a cure-all," Franklin comforted her with gentle pats on her

- RL 133 could prolong life but couldn't cure all diseases - especially those that were already advanced

help feeling emotional about Ramiro though; he'd always been obsessed

at the top floor hall of the hotel as

while her face burned painfully red from embarrassment; it felt like someone

need to come here! We could

Ashlyn coldly and snapped back, "What do you know? This is an opportunity to network with big shots! What will happen if we

even dare look at anyone!" Ashlyn blushed deeply as she spoke; she simply

social media including insults and celebrity endorsements, they were all publicly humiliating

around frantically because she felt everyone around them were secretly laughing or talking behind their backs. sᴇaʀᴄh

looked out into the hall where glamorous celebrities mingled together before turning

firm. "Mom did it all for you. I heard that the Spencer family's young master, Alejandro Spencer, is also coming today." "Really?" Ashlyn's eyes

and marry into the Spencer family, then you'll truly be on top of the world."

joy. "Could it

the entrance where guests automatically made way for a couple

her beautiful collarbone while reflecting light off its fabric in an elegant curve from

figure seemed fragile yet irresistible when held

was tied up high in an intricate bun which contrasted perfectly

white light like a fairy goddess beside Franklin who wore his bespoke suit tailored to perfection around his long legs giving him an ai of nobility and elegance

clearly, they were immediately disappointed because the comers

voice rang out from near

he could get close enough,

Franklin said nonchalantly, shaking hands briefly before letting

extending his hand, ready to shake hers but once again, Franklin reached out, causing him to hesitate briefly before smiling

he himself was quite handsome compared to most men but still not comparable with

but upon seeing Alejandro's familiar and somewhat ingratiating attitude towards Franklin, her eyes suddenly

Damn it!

with Franklin and