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!

Maskelyne! He felt so happy that he could pass out, even though all Franklin did was nod his head in acknowledgement

thanked him. After

soon as 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,

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

hotel 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 you on-site," Franklin looked down

strange taste requirements; she

11 o'clock in the morning;

floated through the air echoing around them, making everything feel elegant and

out some dishes she wanted to eat before walking over to where all kinds of seafood were displayed like an oceanarium brought

with buttons allowing customers to pick which one they wanted

especially great when it

prepared seafood such as Boston lobsters before going off

tall like trees equipped with tools for picking fresh fruit alongside baskets filled with all sorts making people want

looked up at where all these fruit

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

didn't mention how much those experts who cultivate fruit trees

and more customers were

and continued to pick out her favorite dishes. "Do you have what you want? You go ahead, I'll grab some pastries," she said

only to run into a glamorous woman wearing high heels 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

my clothes! Can you

in front of her who looked pretty good but had poor taste in character despite being dressed well with designer clothes. Even if someone

this woman bumped into her first causing all of Sylvia's chosen dishes to be ruined on her clothes yet

surrounding Sylvia immediately cast unfriendly glances at her like they were ready to tear into pieces

scanned these women noticing that although their appearances varied greatly from one another but their style

then your life will be over! Quickly kneel down and apologize profusely before our Ms. Gates;

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