After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

"Ah! Miss Andrews's boyfriend, Mr. Mertens!" "Mr. Mertens! Treat us to candy!" "Mr. Mertens! Miss Andrews is fabulous! You have such a good taste” The crowd turned around and began to make a joke of them when they saw Logan.

Logan was a little bit embarrassed as Sylvia was his boss but not his girlfriend.

Franklin just walked backstage with Jasper and heard their jokes on Sylvia and Logan.

First it was Eden and now Logan. Damn! It was as if their eyes were glued to Sylvia.

He was extremely pissed off.

A hint of coldness flashed across his handsome face.

The crowd felt a chill down their spines as they saw his tall figure.

They felt like the temperature suddenly dropped to below zero.

The lively atmosphere froze.

Sylvia raised an eyebrow, glancing at the familiar man whose face was sullen. "Mr. Maskelyne, what can | do for you?" "I'm here to take you home." The man's mellow voice was like a good cello.

But Sylvia was unaffected, picking her ear and curling her lips, her eyes languid. "Sorry, but Mr. Mertens and | are on the same way." Rosie stood in the dark, hatred possessing her.

She was wondering how on earth Sylvia found Mollie. Why did Mollie appear in the nick of time? She was puzzled.

Mollie appeared, and the gala was quite a success.

She would definitely be punished by Mr. Clark Wilson.

A sinister expression appeared on her face.

‘Damn it, how should I explain all this to Mr. Wilson? | just told Winter that Mollie was unable to come." Thinking about Clark's cruel tricks, Rosie couldn't help but worry about herself.

Franklin watched Sylvia get into Logan's car.

He suppressed the anger and thought of the trick he learned online. A man shouldn't force his woman and he had to let her do whatever she wanted to do.

But it really angered him that Sylvia was with other man alone.

He was now a bit suspicious that those skills with girls said online were all bullshit and not credible at all.

"Order 99 flower baskets," he gritted teeth and said to Jasper sitting in front of him.

"And send them to?" Jasper was a bit confused.

"The entrance of City Hall." And it became the headline of Larro Morning Post the next day.

A mysterious man sent 99 huge flower baskets to the entrance of the city hall, and all of them were given to Sylvia to celebrate her achievement for making the Larro gala successful.

"A mysterious suitor really overshadows other suitors of Miss Andrews! After all, he spent so much money, so he must be of much wealth or of high status.” This sentence was quoted from the press release of the Larro Morning Post.

Sylvia looked at the report and felt tired as she knew the flowered must be sent by Franklin who was insane.

Did he know how to keep a low profile? Sylvia rubbed her brow and saw out of the corner of her eye Mark and Vaild who were pushing each other.

Sylvia glanced at them. "What are you doing? If you have something to say, say it quickly." "Boss, it's about the Andrews Construction.” "A few days ago..." "Get to the point." Sylvia sat up straight, put down the newspaper, and looked at them. "Didn't | tell you guys to find the weaknesses of the Andrews? Is there no progress after so many days?" "Yes, there is." Vaild hurriedly said, "I planned to report it yesterday but we both forgot." "Okay then, submit all the evidence to the relevant authorities to get justice,” Sylvia said indifferently. "Since they exploited the loopholes of the law, it is fair enough to get the punishment they deserve." "Yes, yes, we'll do it now." They hurriedly ran away.

After resting for half a day, Sylvia personally made lunch at noon and delivered it to the hospital where her grandma stayed.

She was busy with the gala these two days and didn't have time to keep her grandma company.

She hadn't even stepped into the ward when she heard a loud noise from a distance.

She frowned and quicken her pace.

"Everything here is so good. How could you say that Sylvia doesn't have money?" Otto glared at Kira gruffly.

"All these were given by Frank." Kira shivered on the hospital bed.

"Who is Frank? Are you fooling me?" Otto said viciously, "I don't care, you must ask Sylvia for two million. She's such a famous doctor who charges a lot of money for rich people. She must be pretty wealthy!" "Otto, it's not easy for Sylvia to earn money. Could you not force her?" Kira looked at her fierce son with agony.

"Mother, how can you be so partial? Something happened to Otto's company in the past two days. Several cooperations were screwed up, and the purse string is to be broken. Do you plan to sit by and do nothing? Now only Sylvia can help Otto out. She can afford such a classy ward, so she must have a lot of money," Skyla Watts said in a sharp voice. "Do you love her more than your own son? Are you going to do nothing about it?" "Don't force me! Sylvia has no money." Kira almost cried.

"I would never give a penny to ungrateful people like you." Suddenly, an icy voice rang out from the door of the ward.

The three people in the ward all looked toward the door and saw Sylvia standing there in her blue dress with a lunch box; she was stunningly beautiful.

She stepped into the ward with an icy expression.

"Grandma, | cooked the chicken soup for you. Try it." She put the lunch box on the bedside table and opened it.

She simply ignored the thick-skinned couple and felt an odding feeling. Why did Otto's company go wrong when the evidence was not submitted yet? It was so strange.

"You go back." Kira looked at Sylvia, sighing and saying to the couple.

"Mom, think about what we told you!" Otto glanced at Kira and dragged Skyla who was reluctant.

Skyla had been a bit scared of Sylvia since the last time, so she did not dare to say anything more and hurriedly left.

"Sibbie, your father was misled astray by that woman; you should not blame him." Afraid that Sylvia resented Otto, Kira thought for a while and then said. "Your father was not like this before."