After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Mr. Carrillo had complicated emotions inside. He didn't know what to say for a while.

Sylvia specialized in surgical treatment but she also dabbled in traditional medicine, so surely she was qualified to give the lecture.

Mr. Carrillo looked at her with mixed feelings of passion and awe in his eyes.

Sylvia said to him confusedly, "Mr. Carrillo, | will give the lecture, but why are you looking at me this way?" "Well, nothing.” He hadn't expected her to say yes to his request so easily.

He paused for a second and continued, "Thank you, Dr. Sylvia. Let me see, it's Monday today. How about Friday afternoon? Will that work for you?" "Sure." Sylvia nodded. "I will be there on time." "You will have the full support of my assistant about the specifics of the lecture," added Mr. Carrillo.

"OK." Sylvia smiled. "It's my honor to be able to help the students.” Mr. Carrillo got up delightedly and checked the time. "Dr. Sylvia, how about going to Royal Galaxy Restaurant for dinner tonight? It's on my treat." "With your meager budget? Just forget it," Franklin, who was making coffee, said with disdain.

Then he turned to Sylvia with a loving and soft look in his eyes. "Tonight is my treat. Just order anything you like." Sylvia didn't bother to respond to this mercurial man.

'What a maniacal psychopath!" Outside the Royal Galaxy Restaurant, Sylvia was speaking on her phone when she gestured for Franklin to come in with Mr.

Carrillo and the people first.

Franklin raised his eyebrow and asked, "Who are you speaking to?" "None of your business." Sylvia glared at him. "Just go in there." Lifting the corner of his mouth, Franklin ran his fingers through her hair before he took the old men to the lobby of the restaurant.

Sylvia ended the call after exchanging a few words with Logan.

She saw a black Mercedes-Benz stop outside the restaurant as she looked up.

After putting her phone into her purse, Sylvia was about to enter the restaurant.

But then she heard a familiar voice. "Sylvia Andrews. Yes, you are!" Tammy Andrews? Sylvia turned around and saw Tammy, in a light-yellow dress and three-inch heels and with heavy makeup, getting out of the Mercedes.

Swaying her body, Tammy walked toward Sylvia.

"You are having dinner here at Royal Galaxy?" Tammy curled her lips. "It's the most expensive restaurant in Larro. Just one meal will cost half of your monthly salary!" "What does that have anything to do with you?" Sylvia said impassively. It seemed like Tammy's wrist had been cured already.

So she started to make trouble again.

"I'm just worried the cost of the meal will hurt your wallet." Tammy sneered, covering her mouth with her hand. "Are you dumped by Franklin? And that's why you are standing here alone outside the restaurant. Well, what a pity!" The woman who imagined quite a lot was annoying.

Sylvia just ignored her, turned around, and walked into the restaurant.

Tammy, however, stopped her, seized the man coming toward her by the arm, and said, "Sylvia, come over here. Let me introduce my boyfriend." Sylvia glanced at the man, who was about thirty-six years old, casually dressed, and wearing a pair of golden-framed glasses.

He looked much older than Tammy.

"Darling, this is Sylvia | have told you about," said Tammy coquettishly, holding the man's arm, "My boyfriend Nathen Beasley is the associate dean of the medical school of Vista University. He's only thirty-eight, young and successful.” "He is young." Sylvia nodded, thinking, 'He's young enough to reach his forties. Tammy is just in her twenties, but she is surprisingly proud to date a man who's about forty. My whole world view has been rocked.

"You are Sylvia? You are pretty. But can you treat Tammy a little better?” The man said unhappily to Sylvia with a stern face.

He had heard much of Sylvia from Tammy, and his impression of Sylvia was that she was a vicious girl who always bullied Tammy.

Tammy looked grieved every time she mentioned Sylvia, and her stories always irritated him.

There he met Sylvia, but no matter how prettier she was than Tammy, he felt she was disgusting.

He couldn't help but begin to lecture Sylvia as if he was lecturing his students, "Tammy is a kind-hearted and sincere girl. You can't just pick on her because of her kindness. As sisters, you should love and support each other. How can you treat her like that?" Sylvia looked at him, perplexed, thinking, 'Is this guy nuts?" As she had learned, Otto Andrews had been thrown into prison, so, was Tammy looking for sugar daddies due to lack of money? She was together with Dale Shea, that rubbish from the hospital the other day, but she had a new boyfriend so soon.

It was jaw-dropping how fast she changed her boyfriend. She was demonstrating what "men are like clothes" really meant by actions.

What Sylvia didn't know was that Tammy was dating two men at the same time.

Sylvia was wondering whether the president of Vista University thought with his brain when he appointed such a silly guy as the associate dean of medical school.

She couldn't believe that he, as the associate dean of medical school, was being fooled by Tammy, the brainless bitch.

At this thought, she repressed the urge to laugh.

"Mr. Beasley, please watch your language.” Sylvia leered at him. "Who do you think you are? In what position are you speaking to me like that?" "I am Tammy's boyfriend! Your future brother-in-law! You have to listen to me!" He hadn't expected Sylvia would retort, so he snarled with a red face, feeling embarrassed and angry.

"Sorry, then. Even if Otto Andrews were lecturing me here, | wouldn't listen, let alone you." With that, Sylvia left.

She didn't want to waste her time on that stupid couple anymore.

Tammy fell into the man's arms sadly. "Darling, did you see that? She always treats me that way and never takes me seriously." Nathen felt so sorry for her. He soon kissed her, whispering, "Well, sweetie, let's go inside. | will make her pay for this." Tammy smiled in the man's arms.

Following Sylvia, the two were walking toward Royal Galaxy Restaurant.

Franklin, Mr. Carrillo, and others were seated at an Evodroupolian-style long table.

Sylvia went to them and sat down next to Franklin, as there was only one empty chair around the table.

Unquestionably, that was reserved for her.

To her surprise, they hadn't ordered anything yet.