After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Dr. Nur took out the infrared thermometer and measured Gage's temperature, squinting at it, "You got a high fever." He checked Gage's tongue, "It looks like your digestion function doesn't work well rdcently.” He surveyed the blond man lying on the bed, "Are you feeling unwell anywhere else?" Gage shook his head, "No." "Young man, you can't have enough of making money. You should rest more. Don't be a workaholic every day. Everyone in our hotel knows you have not asked even a day off all these years. All right, I'll help you ask for a week's sick leave.” Dr. Nur couldn't help but say a few more words, wrote a prescription and gave Sandy a sick leave slip, "Take it to the manager.

By the way, go to the pharmacy outside and get the medicine back." "Okay!" Sandy took the two notes and went out, and Dr. Nur packed up and left.

Gage was the only one left in the room, his big palm felt a thin necklace from under the pillow and held it up in front of him.

His blue eyes were like the sea, staring deeply at the necklace, as if looking at his lover with deep affection.

Seven days ... he only had seven days left.

After resting for seven days, he must complete the task the organization gave him.

If it was not completed, he would have to leave this world.

His heart was flooded with so much pain that he could barely breathe.

He couldn't... he didn't have the guts... he shouldn't ...

He slowly closed his eyes.

The injury on his leg was vaguely painful, and after a week of rest, he was about to make a choice.

Early in the morning, Sylvia went to the film and television base.

She went straight to the set and saw Poppy and Eden, who were shooting the ending of the movie.

They were a delight to the eyes, making others feel happy.

Sylvia curled her lips, quietly walked over, and did not disturb the two immersed in the performance.

Instead, she moved a small stool and took out her cell phone to order bubble tea delivery.

Twenty minutes later.

The filming was finished.

Sylvia then heard Brock excitedly shout, "Cut! Perfect end!" A cheer immediately rang out from the set.

Eden was so happy that he couldn't help but open his arms and hug the young girl in front of him firmly into his arms, and even spun her around.

Poppy was so scared that her face turned white, "Oh, put me down! I'm so scared!" Sylvia seemed to be infected by the cheerful atmosphere and laughed.

She always liked the vivid atmosphere and the vigorous people.

"Bubble tea is here!" Someone shouted.

Immediately afterwards, the crew saw the staff of the bubble tea store walking over with a lot of cups of milk tea.

Only then did Brock and the others notice Sylvia sitting in the corner.

"Miss Andrews, you're here?" Sylvia smiled, stood up from the small stool, and walked to them.

"It's officially over, right?" "Yup." Brock nodded, "The rest is about editing, promotion, release and other trivial work." "OK, everyone, thanks for your hard work, have a cup of bubble tea and rest. Tonight, we will have a banquet in the Royal Galaxy Hotel! My treat!" Sylvia waved her hand with a powerful vibe.

"Oh! Great!" "I love it!" "Thank you for the bubble tea." Sylvia listened to these staff and actors praising her, with a smile on her lips. "You're welcome.” Poppy and Eden had been working together for a few months. They had long had a tacit understanding, especially since Poppy and he shared the same agent.

They walked up to Sylvia together. Poppy wiped the sweat on her forehead, "Sylvia, you're here." "Sylvia, how's my performance just now?" Eden's eyes shone.

"Very good and impressive. If you let Mr. Davila train you in a few more films, your acting skills will probably go up a notch." Sylvia's comment was pertinent. "Go to the hotel, pack up the staff and go home. Don't live in the film and television base anymore. Your brother and your agent want you to star in an action movie, and the boot camp has prepared everything for you to learn martial arts.” "What? What? An action movie? | am ..." ‘The top idol! How can | act in an action movie... and become a muscle-man?' It was too terrible! Eden felt so upset.

He was an artist of Maskelyne Entertainment. Why did his brother have to intervene in his career? "Sylvia, what about me? Did you help me with any planning?" Poppy approached her.

"I'm not your agent. Ask your agent about that!" Sylvia patted her head, "Hurry up and pack your things. Let's go home." "Sylvia... did you come to take me home personally?" Poppy was touched, her eyes blinking, like a kindergarten child waiting for her parents to pick her up.

"Or who should | pick up? Franklin and James are at work. Only I'm available.” Sylvia was baffled, not knowing why Poppy was touched.

Eden was a little jealous. He also wanted to be a member of the Maskelyne family. That way, Sylvia would also take care of him.

He would be happy about it.

So, at this time, Eden had a strong wish, that was, he must become Poppy Maskelyne's husband! Poppy had no idea that she was being coveted by a top idol! Now the whole world knew that Sylvia was Franklin's wife, Mrs. Maskelyne, not to mention the crew in the showbiz.

No wonder Sylvia was so wealthy and invested several hundred million in this movie.

No wonder Franklin treated her so differently.

So that was the reason! The crew then did some finishing touches.

Next door, the crew of "Angel and Demon on Earth’ whose director and lead characters had been changed were finishing the ending of this movie.

This movie's investors were Mrs. Carson and the Wilson Group. Since it was finished on this day, Mrs. Carson came.

One can't avoid one's enemy.

Sylvia was about to go out and Mrs. Carson was about to come in.

Mrs. Carson saw Sylvia's beautiful and bright face, her face was cold and she sneered and spat on the ground.