After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 935

Chapter 935

"Check who we're dealing with," Sylvia's eyes were fixed on her phone, squinting slightly as her long lashes cast a faint silhouette over her eyelids. Her glassy eyes gleamed with a hint of coldness. Alby replied almost instantly, "I'm already checking. Don't worry."

"I've been busy lately with weddings and engagements. I can't come to see you. Please help me find out about this matter. Thank you," Sylvia's fingers tapped away at the keys on her phone before sending the message.

After sending it, she put away her phone without replying to any other irrelevant messages.

As she turned around, she saw Franklin had already closed his laptop and was gazing at her intently from the side.

His expression was calm but tinged with indulgence and warmth.

Sylvia smiled brightly, "What are you staring at? Let's go eat."

Franklin's lips curled into a charming curve as he reached out to take Sylvia's soft hand and stood up, "Let's go."

The 16th and 17th floors of the hotel were both restaurants; however, the 16th floor was private dining rooms while the 17th floor was a regular buffet restaurant. Most people who didn't have important matters would choose the more comfortable and relaxed environment of the buffet restaurant.

The elevator beeped as it stopped on the 17th floor.

Franklin led Sylvia out of the elevator holding hands while a waiter in black-and-white hotel uniform waited for them by its doors.

"Mr. Maskelyne, Mrs. Maskelyne, please follow me," said politely by their waiter whose collar had an added red bowtie.

Sylvia looked up to see that there were flowers decorating both sides of red carpet which they stepped onto after leaving from elevator entrance hallway behind them.

"Mr. Maskelyne, Mrs. Maskelyne, please come inside. I wish you an enjoyable meal."

The waiter introduced himself professionally, while smiling warmly towards Franklin and Sylvia, making him seem very excitedly enthusiastic.

Oh my god!

served Mr. Maskelyne and Mrs. Maskelyne! He felt so happy that he could pass

good attitude and even thanked him. After saying thank you, Franklin and Sylvia

they stepped inside, Sylvia's eyes were drawn to the array of food in the restaurant. There were all kinds of seafood dishes, high-end desserts, and various types of

In addition to choosing from these prepared dishes, customers could also choose their own flavors and ingredients and have them cooked on-site by

under Maskelyne Group; she usually went to Golden Restaurant with Franklin. She didn't expect that Maskelyne Group's hotels would be so thoughtful in their hospitality. "Do you have any special requests? If so, we can customize a dish for

any strange taste requirements;

to eat relatively early at 11 o'clock in the morning; therefore, there weren't many customers dining in the restaurant

echoing around them,

wanted to eat before walking over to where all kinds of seafood were

allowing customers to pick which one they wanted

feeling was especially great when it came

as Boston lobsters before

tall like trees equipped with tools for picking fresh fruit alongside baskets filled with all sorts making people want nothing more than wanting to

up at where all these fruit trees

fruits that are suitable for indoor cultivation while providing water soil etc., creating an environment suitable for their growth. So... they can survive." Franklin reached out his arm picking an orange placing it into Sylvia's hand

who cultivate fruit trees

was getting busier and more customers

to pick out her favorite dishes. "Do you have what you want? You go ahead, I'll grab some pastries," she said as she walked towards the pastry section to choose her

and bright red lipstick who was walking with her nose in the air. The sound of a plate breaking echoed throughout the hall, causing everyone's

over and surrounded Sylvia. "Don't you have eyes? You ruined my clothes! Can you afford it?" The angry voice of the woman with big red lips carried an

her who looked pretty good but had poor taste in character despite being

of Sylvia's chosen dishes to be ruined on her clothes yet this big-lipped woman is blaming

spoke up, those few women surrounding Sylvia immediately cast unfriendly glances at her like they were ready to tear

another

you know who she is? If she lifts a finger against you, then your life will be over! Quickly kneel down and apologize profusely before our Ms. Gates; maybe then she'll

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