After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 966

The woman in front of him looked a bit weary as she stood before him.

Franklin's eyes filled with concern. "Did you not sleep at all last night? What were you doing? Writing code? Or drafting plans? Are you writing a script?"

Sylvia shook her head. "I was sculpting."

"Sculpting?" Franklin was taken aback. "You didn't..."

"Carved something out of that jade stone from yesterday?"

"But how could you carve out a complete piece in just one night? That's impossible!"

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He had never heard of a finished sculpture being carved out overnight.

"Well, it's a gift for my uncle's engagement." Sylvia played with her hair, lazily lifting her eyes. Her hands were covered in jade powder, making her uncomfortable. "I'll go take a shower and get some sleep." Otherwise, she'd look too worn-out at the engagement banquet tonight.

Seeing Sylvia heading towards the bedroom, Franklin felt a bit puzzled.

But he also knew that health comes first.

So he didn't disturb Sylvia further, instead instructing the maid to cook porridge on the stove before heading to the office.

Although he managed to handle some work while participating in "Go Everywhere," there was still a lot piled up.

He needed to finish it quickly before going abroad to help Carolyn.

By the time Sylvia woke up, it was already two in the afternoon. She had been sleeping since morning.

It was the scorching sunlight, and she stretched lazily. She hadn't stayed up late for a long time, so staying up all night made her feel uncomfortable.

After getting out of bed and freshening up, she went downstairs and made a cup of American ginseng tea. Just as she took a few sips, she saw the caregiver coming out of the kitchen.

"Missus, I stewed some chicken soup and there's some porridge left. Would you like some? Or should I make some side dishes?"

Sylvia didn't expect Franklin to arrange for a caregiver to take care of her.

Feeling a faint warmth in her heart, she said, "Okay, I'll have the chicken soup. Just stir-fry a couple of dishes."

"Sure." The caregiver went back to the kitchen.

In no time, the caregiver brought a steaming bowl of chicken soup to the table and returned with two delicate side dishes.

tomato scrambled eggs. But she wasn't picky. Just as

didn't bother to ask and just pressed the door

he opened the door and received a box from someone outside. "Thank you, you've worked hard." "Not at all."

the exquisite box

Sylvia was surprised. "What?"

why aren't you cooperating with me?" The housekeeper opened the

beautiful dress!" The caregiver's eyes sparkled.

It must be worth a lot! There are also matching shoes." The

her closet, after all, this wasn't her event. She was just a guest. But Franklin had still air-shipped

Their ready-to-wear clothes started at a hundred

worth at least a million? Two

shook her head

keeping her in his heart!" The housekeeper praised Franklin enthusiastically. "Madam, do you want to

housekeeper eagerly go to open the door, followed by a group of

leader was a heavily made-up man. "Mrs. Maskelyne, hello, I was invited to help you with your styling, and this is my

was their engagement, not hers. Why was it made so

Franklin, this person...

and placed an order. Mrs. Maskelyne, where is your dressing table? Or dressing room?" Sylvia hastily finished her chicken soup, cleared the two dishes

touch. Sylvia was tossed around for nearly two

say, "Mrs. Maskelyne, you can go change

her long black hair was pinned up into a typical

up, making her watery eyes appear even more

much

Franklin gave her and walked into

came out, she noticed

his handsome face matching the handcrafted suit, exceptionally charming. He was already tall, but now he seemed even more upright and majestic, exuding a

come out, a hint of amazement

tight-fitting off-the-shoulder gold dress, paired with a diamond necklace that shimmered like stars, made her look unusually charming and

revealing her fair and delicate neck, the gemstone earrings on her ears were

else is perfect." Sylvia hooked her

her slender waist, pulling her into his arms. "It's okay,

stylist stepped forward. "Your skin is the best among all my clients. I almost didn't want

lips curled upwards, obviously in a very

a packet of cash gift to the stylist. "Treat

cash gift. He immediately smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Maskelyne, thank you, Mrs. Maskelyne." The stylist studio's services for a styling session are

gift naturally makes the mood even better. No one would

picture of Sylvia's back on

who the owner of

industry and they often styled celebrities and socialites. So they also had

with Sylvia and immediately recognized her. "Isn't this Mrs. Maskelyne!" "Please post

the back isn't

post some

Mrs. Maskelyne's new hairstyle to