After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 824

Old Mrs. Foster scowled at Isabelle, "Yes, Darius, why does she love to brag so much?"

"She's taking it too far," Camille chimed in agreement. "It's ridiculous! Miss Deleon, you're just laughable."

Madam Gisselle rolled her eyes and said, "Darius, I don't mean to meddle but you always complain about me being blunt. Well this time I have to be blunt. You married a divorced woman who loves to brag. Do you really think we don't keep up with international news?"

The recent events in Middle Evroya were known worldwide.

Everyone knew that they had elected a female leader.

And she was elected by a high margin of votes.

It was shocking for the whole world.

As she spoke, she opened her phone and began searching for news related to Middle Evroya.

But then...

When she saw the picture accompanying the news article on her phone screen, it felt like lightning struck her entire body.

"Mommy, let me see!" June quickly snatched Madam Gisselle's phone from her hand and prepared herself for another round of mocking Isabelle. But when she saw the picture on the screen along with the news article... she screamed out loud and threw away the phone in shock!

Her reaction was exaggerated and terrifying!

"June, what are you doing? What happened to your manners as a socialite?" The old Mrs. Foster glared at June disapprovingly; not liking how easily startled she is.

They usually hung out with other socialites' wives without paying much attention to current events or what happens around them, except knowing that Middle Evroya has recently elected their first female prime minister which shocked everyone around the world.

But since they didn't care much about politics or current affairs, they never bothered checking what this new female prime minister looked like until Isabelle mentioned it.

And now that they know... they can hardly believe it!

Mrs. Foster, who has lived through many experiences throughout her life, could not have imagined that someone from their own family would marry into royalty - let alone become

Her face turned pale as she was shocked by the truth. She had originally thought that Darius had found someone who was divorced and a scumbag. But it turned out to

minister came from Middle Evroya to H Rovirsa

good enough for Darius, but now they

Evroya's prime minister... Camille

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their mocking of Isabelle earlier considered adding fuel to

the Foster family for livelihood, now she couldn't help but become more cautious

some kind of international dispute or something like that, and Isabelle held grudges... wouldn't they

realize how ignorant and ridiculous

led an extremely

windbreaker with an imposing aura. She had fair skin and a slender figure while the man wore casual beige clothes matching his girlfriend's outfit perfectly. It wasn't anyone else other than Franklin and

saw Sylvia, she shouted with joy running towards Sylvia exclaiming, "Aunt Sylvia! You're

expect Aunt Sylvia mentioned by Bethany turned out to be Sylvia Andrews and also

when she was only five years old... Did she receive guidance from Sylvia? These women from the

looked down on Isabelle and didn't think much of Bethany. Now, they regret it deeply and feel embarrassed. Wynter had quite the reputation, with many people wanting

her eyes. She could hardly believe how tenderly Sylvia treated Bethany, even kissing her

so eloquent but now for once in her life didn't know what to say in

had a heart attack just now; previously speaking harshly but now appearing gentle

experienced many ups-and-downs throughout her life but never felt as embarrassed or ashamed as she did right now, especially seeing how intimate Sylvia was acting

heard Sylvia whisper softly into Bethany's ear. "How are your

at horseback riding! And playing piano!" said Bethany proudly while looking up at Sylvia expectantly

nodded Sylvia before letting go of Bethany's hand and walking over towards

Isabelle's tense nerves

seemed to breathe a sigh of relief when Sylvia

play me a song on the piano," Sylvia pointed to

over, her face showing a hint of nervousness, completely different from when she

played a

well known that Mozart often repeated the same melody several times