After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

"You know Sylvia, don't you? You go with your mother and apologize to her! Let's settle this matter first, and then we can discuss the rest later!" Jeff gave a direct order.

"Honey, I'll go beg Clark. He must have a way to help us!" Mrs. Carson suddenly seemed to have thought of a savior and shouted, "He is my nephew. As long as he is willing to do something, we can have a way out. In front of him, Sylvia is just a piece of shit!" "She is just a pianist. The chairman of Longevity Pharmaceuticals, huh? She must be just a nominal one. Everyone knows Logan is the president that takes charge of Longevity Pharmaceuticals! Sylvia is just a nominal chairman waiting for a share of the dividends. How capable can she be?" "Honey, let me go to Clark! He will help me! I'm his aunt!" Mrs. Carson tugged on Jeff's arm and cried her heart out. "I am much older than that little bitch. How can | apologize to her? It's so humiliating.” After all, Mrs. Carson had been his wife for decades.

Though angry, seeing his wife crying so sadly, Jeff felt distressed for her.

His anger faded a bit, and his tone softened. "Clark probably can not do anything. Since you want him to help you, you can go to ask him." Mrs. Carson wiped her tears, grabbed her bag with red eyes and said, "I'll go find him now." "Mom, I'll go with you." Aldo said worriedly.

He hurriedly grabbed his car keys and went after Mrs. Carson.

Pearlhall Villa.

Sylvia was sitting in front of her easel, painting a landscape painting leisurely.

She had not painted for a long time, but she still painted very well.

Under the starry sky was a spacious grassland, and in the turquoise grassland was standing a little girl in red.

She seemed so lonely from her back.

She had been painting for a long time.

She was tired from painting before putting away her painting things.

She finished packing up her things and went out of her studio.

She saw Vaild and Mark who were waiting at the door, "Boss!" "How did it go?" Sylvia looked at the two identical faces with a cool expression. The twins even had the same height.

"Please check it, boss." Vaild hurriedly handed over his phone, and the screen showed the Twitter trending list.

Several of the trending topics were about the Carson family.

She curled her lips.

Her eyes were brimming with a touch of aggresiveness. "I'll see if Mrs. Carson will beg me after the Carson Group's stock price has fallen so much!" "Boss, this time, we finally avenged you and Miss Jenna." Mark said with a smile, "Mrs. Carson is really so disgusting.” "She's so disgusting and gross." Vaild continued, "There's so much dirt on this woman. It would take days to dig all of it out.” He scrolled through the Twitter, which was full of negative comments about Mrs. Carson.

Jenna had a small fans base because she attended the piano competition.

Though she didn't have much fans, all of them had an overwhelming sense of justice and were constantly tweeting for Jenna's sake.

Just then, Sylvia's phone rang.

She looked at the caller ID and raised an eyebrow.

Her fingertips pressed the answer button. "Mr. Wilson, what can | do for you?" At this moment in the president office of Wilson Group.

Clark sat on the leather office chair with a cold look on his face. However, the tone of his voice was gentle.

These two things formed a strong contrast, which was creepy.

"Miss Andrews, for my sake, can you not pursue this matter any further? My aunt knew she did wrong. Can you spare her?" "Mr. Wilson, who is your aunt? | really don't know." The smile on Sylvia's lips was bigger. "I wonder what she has done to offend me." "Miss Andrews, let's get to the point. The Carsons begged me personally, and | can't stand by and do nothing." Clark's tone of voice was cold. "What exactly do you want? And what are the conditions?" "I don't want anything. | will not attack unless | am attacked, and since Mrs. Carson likes to mess with me so much, I'll definitely counterattack.” "Sylvia, you!" Sylvia's bad attitude made Clark take a deep breath to suppress his anger. "Tomorrow afternoon, Carson Group will hold a press conference and apologize to you publicly. How about that?" "Tsk, Mr. Wilson, it sounds an alluring condition. Thank you then. The movie you and the Carsons invest in should start being shot again, right? Have you found a new female lead? If you don't have a good choice, | can recommend some for you." Sylvia's cool voice came from the other end.

A hint of viciousness flashed across Clark's feminine face, and his eyes were filled with ruthlessness, and he said through gritted teeth, "Miss Andrews, don't worry about it. The movie will be a success.” "Pop!" The cell phone was slammed out by Clark and immediately shattered into several pieces.

Clark stared gloomily at Mrs. Carson. "Don't ever mess with Sylvia again without my permission." "Clark... why did you promise her that a press conference would be held?" Mrs. Carson frowned, her face gloomy.

"You made such big trouble. You must hold a press conference and apologize to the general public. You think you can let it pass without giving any response?" Clark said coldly, "If you want to save the Carson Group from this crisis, then you cannot bury your head like an ostrich!" Aldo nodded. "Mom, listen to Clark. He's got a point.” Mrs. Carson had no choice but to listen.

An elusive look flashed across Clark's feminine face. "Aldo, if the Carson Group can get back on track because of this, can you do me a favor?" Aldo face froze. "Clark, | am just a fireman. What can | do for you?" "This has something to do with you guys too. You want to get revenge on Sylvia, don't you?" Clark's voice sounded bewitching.

"You said we couldn't mess with her, didn't you?" Mrs. Carson whispered.

"Aunt, don't be such a coward ... There are many ways to take revenge. You don't have to avenge on her openly. Aunt, why can't you learn some lesson?" Clark's vicious eyes were looking at Mrs. Carson.

Then he approached Aldo's ear and whispered.

Aldo's face changed, "This ... is not very good, right?" A trace of contempt flashed across Clark's eyes, but he quickly said, "Think of the Carson Group and the movie we invest in together! Aldo, you gotta learn to fight back, you know?" On the way home, Mrs. Carson couldn't help but ask Aldo curiously, "What did Clark whisper to you?" A flash of annoyance crossed Aldo's face, "You'll find out in a few days." At the thought of Brayden and Jenna being together, he felt upset.

His hands that were on the steering wheel became a little bit weak.

What Clark said hit him hard where it hurt.

He didn't dare to think about it anymore and drove carefully.

The Chan family's Villa.

Cristal stared in shock at what happened to the Carson family in a day.