After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

They parted after having a small talk.

These rich ladies still discussed, "It's the truth that Mrs. Wright can enter the Royal Restaurant casually.” "She has a good relationship with Master Keturah." "It's said that Master Keturah will be a judge in the international piano competition. Wish she will be lenient with the competitors from my family." "I should connect with Mrs. Wright. My daughter also wants to join the competition." Jenna felt dizzy, almost fainting.

The woman was actually the mayoress who was said to be humble.

She screwed it up.

She offended Mrs. Wright... Chan Group was not as powerful as Carson Group or Wilson Group. Her family just made a jackpot in recent years, so Jenna was imperious like some parvenus.

What should she do now? In Sylvia's box, Sylvia smiled after hearing what Mrs. Wright said, "It's unexpected that Brayden saved Jenna. Thank you for those days." Mrs. Wright also smiled satisfactorily, "It's destiny." "Come on, show me your face," Sylvia said and stood up, stooping and pushing away Jenna's hair cautiously.

There were so many scars with some black dots. It was because it was raining that night, the rusted needle was not pulled out in time and the rust penetrated into her skin.

"It's easy to remedy the scars, but the rust needs a lot of work." Sylvia sighed, feeling sorry, "Jenna, it will be a long and hard time for you to cure your face. Can you keep it up?" As Jenna heard that her scars could be cured, her eyes became luminous. She said excitedly, "I can! Definitely.” "That's good." Sylvia gave her hand an affectionate pat, smiling.

Mrs. Wright also looked gratified, "Sibbie, thank you very much.” "I will ask the best plastic surgeon to treat her." "So... Jenna should go abroad?" Mrs. Wright said, looking startled.

"Yes. | know an eminent surgeon abroad. He can cure Jenna's face. So, Jenna has to stay there for a while." Mrs. Wright couldn't bear the thought of it and said looking at Jenna, "I will go with her." It surprised Sylvia that Mrs. Wright had had a strong emotional tie with Jenna.

She could see that Mrs. Wright did love Jenna.

"It's OK, mom... I... | have got you into much trouble. | believe | can face it myself this time." Jenna said with a sincere grin.

She should make her life more glorious herself, shouldn't she? She couldn't rely on others all the time.

Mrs. Wright felt really distressed for this brave girl. She was really worried about her going abroad alone.

But then she remembered her son. She could ask Brayden to go with Jenna if necessary.

"Well, I will arrange it as soon as possible." Sylvia nodded to promise.

Sylvia didn't go back to Townyer Villa but to Pearlhall Villa in the evening.

Hardly had she stepped into her house when Franklin gave her a phone call.

"Why don't you come back?" "Leave the place for you and your sister," said Sylvia who lay on the sofa lazily, curling her lip.

"Sweetie..." Franklin squinted at the row of villas with his deep eyes.

Then Jasper's voice said gently, "Mr. Maskelyne, we arrive." Franklin didn't get off but asked Sylvia, "What do you want to eat tonight?" "My maid is cooking, but | don't know about it. Bye." Sylvia hung up simply.

Franklin looked at the phone and raised his eyebrows.

"Go to the Pearlhall Villa." In front of Sylvia, there was a bowl of noodles with eggs cooked by her maid.

"Only noodle, Miss Andrews?" "That's enough.” Sylvia picked up her cutlery. She felt deadly hungry.

Before she finished it, her phone rang again which was from her colleague in the hospital.

"Hello, Dr. Sylvia. Charles Evans, the old Evans, has woken up." "Make sure there's a strong guard around him. And visitors are not allowed to enter the ward." Sylvia whispered.

"l got it." Sylvia thought the car accident yesterday was fishy, although the driver insisted it was drunk driving instead of murdering.

Sylvia ate up the noodle and left the villa.

She drove to Lilypad General Hospital in the Land Rover at full speed, while Franklin met her in opposite direction.

He frowned and said, "Follow her." "Yes, sir." Jasper turned round quickly and caught up with Sylvia's white Land Rover.

Sylvia directly entered the elevator after parking her car in the underground garage of the hospital.

As the door was almost closed, there was a large hand was stretched out and made the elevator open again. And a tall man squeezed in.

Sylvia raised her head and looked at Franklin in surprise, "What are you doing here?" "Dr. Sylvia, what a coincidence," said Franklin, whose clear eyes fell on Sylvia with a tinge of passion.

He missed her badly, but she still asked him, "What are you doing here?" Sylvia didn't believe his words at all, and she said, "The old Evans has woken up. | gotta have a look." "Then let's go together.” Franklin nodded.

Ding-dong. The elevator opened.

Sylvia stepped out first and went straight to the ward of Charles Evans.

Before they got there, they heard the voice of Neve Smith.

"What do you mean? Is it the so-called hospital? Why are we family not allowed to enter?" "He's awake. | must pay a visit." "Is here the prison?" "Shit! How unreasonable!"