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 my instrument taken care of. Miss

the old Cantrell. Sylvia

Her beautiful face was full of

it forever. RL 133 isn't a cure-all," Franklin comforted

prolong life but couldn't cure all diseases - especially those that

about Ramiro though; he'd always been obsessed

banquet for Graley Piano Competition was held at the

her face burned painfully red from embarrassment; it felt like someone had slapped her several

I told you we didn't need to come here! We could just go back home!"

an opportunity to network with big shots! What will happen

what happened with Wynter... it's so embarrassing! I don't even dare look at anyone!" Ashlyn blushed deeply as

when considering all those evidences on social media including insults and celebrity endorsements, they were

much... her eyes darted around frantically because she felt everyone around them were secretly laughing or talking behind their

glamorous celebrities mingled together before

you. I heard that the Spencer family's young master,

why would I come? As long as you catch Alejandro's eye and marry into the Spencer family, then you'll truly be on top

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

towards the entrance where guests

off-the-shoulder gown that revealed her beautiful collarbone while reflecting light off

slender figure seemed fragile yet

which contrasted perfectly with her fair skin tone creating perfect

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

mother and daughter saw them clearly, they were immediately disappointed because the

Maskelyne!" Suddenly, a voice rang out from near the entrance

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

nonchalantly, shaking hands briefly before

ready to shake hers but once again, Franklin reached out, causing him

still not comparable with Franklin whose looks were unforgettable. Sylvia glanced at him and simply

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

Damn it!

with Franklin and even