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.

fried meat and tomato scrambled

and just pressed the door opening

received

box

Sylvia was surprised. "What?"

with me?" The housekeeper opened the box with a smile, revealing

dress!" The caregiver's eyes sparkled. "This

It's a haute couture dress that the young master bought for the madam from overseas. It must be worth a lot! There are also matching shoes." The housekeeper took out a pair of golden

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

ready-to-wear clothes started at a hundred thousand, and dresses cost at least

worth at

her head helplessly.

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

housekeeper eagerly go to open the door, followed by a group of men carrying various makeup cases rushing into

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

their engagement, not hers. Why was it made

Franklin, this person...

smiled professionally. "Mr. Maskelyne contacted our styling studio yesterday and placed an order. Mrs. Maskelyne, where is your dressing table? Or dressing room?" Sylvia hastily finished her chicken soup,

was tossed around for nearly two hours,

"Mrs. Maskelyne,

black hair was pinned up into a typical style, with a few playful strands

exquisitely made up, making her watery eyes appear even

she looked much better

her and walked into the changing room. After

soon as she came out, she noticed a man

charming. He was already tall, but now he seemed

Sylvia come out, a hint of amazement

a diamond necklace that shimmered like

her long hair piled up high, revealing her fair and delicate neck, the gemstone earrings on her ears

shoes being a bit high, everything else

reached out his long arm and held her slender waist, pulling her into his arms. "It's okay, I'll hold you

in this dress!" The stylist stepped forward. "Your skin is the best among all my clients. I almost didn't want to put makeup

the stylist's praise for Sylvia, Franklin's lips curled upwards, obviously in a

cash gift to the stylist. "Treat

of 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 naturally

additional big packet of cash gift naturally makes the mood even better.

these stylists left the villa, they posted a picture of Sylvia's back

owner of this beautiful

studio had a certain level of fame in the industry and they often styled

some who were familiar with Sylvia and immediately

posting the back isn't

post some

a result, enthusiastic netizens propelled Mrs. Maskelyne's new hairstyle to the top of the trending