After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

At Carson's villa, Aldo stared at the butler angrily. "Where did Jenna go? Why is there blood on the floor?" "Mr. Carson... After you left, | took the servant to the supermarket for shopping. | don't know what happened. | have no idea where she went." Hearing that Jenna was missing, the butler was also anxious.

"Look, you must find her! Now go hire thirty bodyguards for me. You must find her even if you have to scour the whole city!" Aldo felt a headache.

"Yes, Mr. Carson, | am on it." Sylvia rubbed brows wearily, "Mr. Carson, is there any place Jenna likes to go? Have you looked for it? What important things do you have today? Do you have to go out?" Jenna and Sylvia didn't know each other very well, but somehow Sylvia couldn't help but worry about Jenna.

When she thought of that beautiful young girl might be hurt, she couldn't help feeling sad.

This feeling was very strange.

"She usually goes out with me. She has never gone out alone. She gets sick from time to time..." Aldo didn't say any more.

His eyes turned red as he spoke.

"It's all my fault. | shouldn't have left today." He took a deep breath, with self-blame and guilt on his face. "My mother forced me to go on a blind date. | went to reject that woman, and | only stayed for a few minutes... I... | made it very clear to her that | have fallen in love with someone else." "Mr. Carson!" Sylvia interrupted him, her face indescribably serious, "If you like Jenna, protect her well. Don't let her get hurt." Sylvia glanced at Aldo with cold eyes, "From what you said, your mother doesn't like Jenna. Have you ever thought about... After you left, maybe your mother came here." Hearing what Sylvia said, Aldo couldn't believe it. He subconsciously retorted, "How is it possible? My mother wouldn't hurt Jenna behind my back, would she? Jenna is just a little girl. No matter how much my mother doesn't like her, she won't..." Sylvia quickly grasped the point, her face became sullener, "Your mother doesn't like her. So, you don't know if your mother will do crazy things, right? Take me to see your mother now." "My mother? Why? | don't think this is a good idea. She doesn't know you at all." Aldo hesitated.

Sylvia raised her cold eyes, and at that moment, Aldo seemed to see Franklin in a daze.

She was the same cold and menacing as Franklin.

He withheld all his words after seeing Sylvia's cold stares.

Twenty minutes later, several black cars were parked in front of the mansion of the Carson family.

Atall and slender woman came out of the Land Rover. The woman was dressed in all black, looking like a demon from hell.

Aman in black got out of the car, opened an umbrella, and raised it over her head.

The woman waved her hand, and all the men in black immediately divided into two rows and rushed into the house.

Mrs. Carson had been restless all day.

She couldn't believe that she stabbed the needles in Jenna's face.

From time to time, she looked at her hands. How did she make such crazy moves? "If Aldo knew... He cared so much about Jenna. Would he hate me?" "No!" "He won't know." But what if the little bitch told him? Mrs. Carson felt very upset.

She waited all day for Aldo's reprimand. But instead, Mrs. Chan called to mock her.

She was thinking about Jenna's matter, and she wasn't in the mood to argue with Mrs. Chan, so she hung up the phone after hearing some complaints from Mrs. Chan.

Aldo's father, who was watching TV, looked at Mrs. Carson beside him, "What's wrong with you today?" A hint of impatience flashed across Mrs. Carson's face. She said impatiently, "Nothing!" "Are you sure?" Aldo's father frowned.

She had been weird.

"What could it be? Mrs. Chan called me and I'm upset,” Mrs. Carson said and sat down on the sofa.

However, as soon as she sat down, two rows of black-clothed men suddenly rushed into the living room.

She was so startled that she almost fell off the sofa.

She screamed, "Who are you? Why did you break into my house?" Aldo's father was calmer than her. He stood up from the sofa and looked at these men, "Who are you? Which big shot did our family offend?" There was a suffocating silence in the air, only the rustling of rain outside the door could be heard.

"No one. | just want to ask Mrs. Carson if she has been to Aldo's villa this morning." A cold voice came from the sound of rain, then, a tall figure stepped into the living room.

What a face! She was as beautiful as a fairy with exquisite facial features.

Aldo's father had experienced a lot of ups and downs. He looked at Sylvia but couldn't figure out who she was.

Sylvia looked elegant, but the strong vibe around her was extremely frightening.

It made him, a man over fifty years old, tremble uncontrollably.

Mrs. Carson looked at Sylvia with a pale face. She could tell that the visitors were not friendly.

Yet Mrs. Carson gritted her teeth and refused to admit it.

"Miss, what are you talking about? | don't understand. Normally, | won't go to my son's villa unless necessary." Sylvia sneered, "Really?" Mrs. Carson pretended to be calm, "I don't like bothering him." "Jenna suffers from autism, and she doesn't have any friends, why did she disappear for no reason? Mrs. Carson, don't you know anything?" Sylvia raised her eyebrows, looking at Mrs. Carson who was stubborn to admit her mistake.

Mrs. Carson and Aldo kind of looked alike, but unlike Aldo who was a man of integrity, Mrs. Carson was pretty petty.

Her eyes were evasive. She was lying.

Was she treating Sylvia as a three-year-old child that was easily fooled? Mrs. Carson shouted in shock, "Oh my God! Jenna is missing? Why didn't Aldo tell me and his father?" "Jenna is missing?" Aldo's father was also a little surprised. He had seen Jenna a few times, and she seemed to be a very quiet and pretty girl.

He didn't like her living with Aldo, but at the same time, he felt sorry for her. He knew she was an orphan.