After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 825

Chapter 825

"I just asked Darius about everyone's preferences, so I picked the gifts and packaging according to their likes," Isabelle was touched by Sylvia's support.

"Miss Deleon is thoughtful, thank you," the old Mrs. Foster finally spoke a decent sentence at this moment.

Camille quickly took the gift on the table, "Thank you, I didn't expect it to be a limited edition. I must post it on social media."

"That's right, these gifts on the table are unique and only one of its kind," Sylvia nodded her head.

Her words were quite ironic.

But no one in the Foster family dared to argue with her.

Just by looking at Franklin's dark face, they knew that arguing with Sylvia would mean trouble for them.

Franklin slightly curled his lips and expressed satisfaction with his wife who could frighten everyone as soon as she entered.

Darius had been trying to defend Isabelle but also show some respect to the Foster family. However, after seeing how they bullied Isabelle due to her identity and how they changed their attitude after Sylvia's arrival made him feel disgusted by their behavior.

Madam Karina couldn't be bothered with these women from the Foster family either; instead she whispered softly, asking Bethany, "Besides horse riding and martial arts what else have you learned?"

"I also studied finance with Winter who taught us many financial knowledge. I also learned violin, cello... and etiquette norms... and..."

Bethany listed everything proudly; every day was filled up without any playtime. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Finance? You're so young yet exposed yourself in finance?" Madam Karina felt heartbroken when hearing how hardworking her granddaughter was. "What about your cultural classes?"

every day too! English, German, French,

such burden?" The old Mrs. Foster couldn't help

caring she appeared towards children now, others

to make many poor people no longer poor, and no longer oppressed. Aunt Sylvia said that if I want to become that kind of person, then I have to walk a destined difficult road, ten times or even a hundred times harder than ordinary children. But I am not afraid of hardship, and I will walk it." Bethany's big eyes

her words, almost everyone in the living room looked ashamed as they suddenly realized they weren't even as good as a

was impossible. But now... with Sylvia standing behind her, they inexplicably felt that Bethany would definitely become that kind of person in the future - not because her

her to meet Sylvia

room had finally eased up from its tense state. "The old Mrs. Foster has prepared dinner;

old Mrs. Foster didn't dare say anything else or adopt any haughty posture typical of wealthy elderly women; instead she put on a kindly smile, saying, "Miss Deleon,

nodded, aand replied, "Thank you

aloofness, before guiding the entire group - including Darius, who tenderly held his wife's hand while cradling their child - towards the

resolute throughout the journey towards the dinner, concealing any hint of

nobody dared

his wife while carrying their child; this indescribable sense satisfaction could never

a variety of delicious dishes. From king crabs to Boston lobsters and all kinds of meats and seafood, even

filled with the scent of food, making

as they sat down, Seamus and

college professor while Jarrett helped Darius manage his company. Madam Gisselle looked down on Seamus because what was so great about being

vice president. The real decision-maker

seats after being introduced by old Mrs. Foster who

Foster family who had various thoughts on their minds, these two men were

ran out of gas on my way here," Seamus chuckled lowly. "So

late," Jarrett raised his

teach at Pioneer University." Seamus smiled kindly. "If your child has any academic problems or questions later on that she doesn't

at dinner?" Madam Karina poked him but her lips curved into a smile showing her

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