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.

wish in life - to have

okay, the old Cantrell. Sylvia won't

was full of sadness as she thought about how Ramiro had

RL 133 isn't

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

about Ramiro though; he'd always been obsessed

was held at

Ritter closely while her face burned painfully red from embarrassment; it felt like someone had slapped her

come here! We could just go back home!" Ashlyn

coldly and snapped back, "What do you know? This is an opportunity to network with big shots! What will happen if we leave now? Sylvia has such great reputation these days! How

embarrassing! I don't even dare look at anyone!" Ashlyn blushed deeply as she spoke; she simply couldn't

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glamorous celebrities mingled together before

heard that the Spencer family's young master, Alejandro Spencer, is also coming today." "Really?" Ashlyn's eyes brightened at

into the Spencer family, then you'll truly be on top of the world." There was a commotion at

and daughter both smiled with joy. "Could it be Mr. Alejandro

entrance where guests

off-the-shoulder gown that revealed her beautiful collarbone while reflecting light off its fabric in an elegant curve from high to

seemed fragile yet irresistible

up high in an intricate bun which contrasted perfectly with her fair

slight folds of her dress swayed gently as she walked through yellowish 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 while his handsome face exuded danger and dominance as he scanned everyone present

clearly, they were immediately disappointed because

rang out from near the entrance catching many people's attention

man wearing silver-grey suit hurried over but before he could get close enough, he

said nonchalantly, shaking hands briefly before letting

his hand, ready to shake hers but once

compared to most men but still not comparable with Franklin whose looks were unforgettable. Sylvia glanced at him and simply nodded in greeting, not wanting to say

Ritter had originally wanted to bring Ashlyn over, but upon seeing Alejandro's familiar and somewhat ingratiating attitude towards Franklin, her eyes suddenly became flustered and anxious. Her hand hanging by her side involuntarily clenched into

Damn it!

familiar with Franklin and even