After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 542

She had prepared a lot of words to persuade Sylvia to enter the philanthropic foundation, and she was

sure that Sylvia would not enter it.

Yet ...

Sylvia said yes?

With Mrs. Maskelyne's status, her current fame, the amount of fans she had, she would save the day

for Wilson philanthropic foundation.

Yet Winter was not a fool. Sylvia answered so quickly ...

It always felt wrong.

When things went wrong, there must be something fishy.

"Since you know it's a joke, I won't join it."

Sylvia lifted her glass and clinked it with the one Winter was holding. "Excuse me, Mrs. Wilson."

Winter was dumbfounded.

She won't join it?

Is there any mistake?

How can this woman go back on her word?

Damn it! Bitch, how dare this bitch fool her again!

Franklin looked at Sylvia from a distance, and his eyes seemed to be full of stars and seas.

Everything around him had nothing to do with him, he only had Sylvia in his eyes and mind.

"Well?" The man greeted her and asked her with lowered eyes.

"I'm a little tired." Sylvia whispered, her feet hurting from standing for so long in her high heels.

Franklin reached out and took her hand in his and turned toward the rest area, "Take a break."

Mayor Cody was the popular man of the day, with many bigwigs crowding around him, toasting him and

giving him pleasantries.

Some were even secretly speculating whether he was going to be promoted. After all, he contributed a

lot to this disaster relief.

Brayden, the mayor's son, followed along, politely and elegantly dealing with these people,

occasionally drank wine for Mayor Cody.

There were many people who saw Franklin and Sylvia arrive at the rest area and immediately followed

them, trying to get close to them.

Especially after seeing Sylvia, some people were stammering.

"Master Keturah, can you listen to my daughter's piano playing? Can you help her with some

comments and suggestions ..."

"My son wants to learn martial arts, I heard that you kicked the thugs and caught the human

traffickers... Can you guide my son?"

"I heard that you are also extremely good at painting. Can ... Can you give me a painting? I offer five

million ..."

"I, my girlfriend wants to act in your movie, is it okay?"

Franklin frowned.

Mollie, dressed in a air force uniform, came over. She was tall, a white uniform wrapping her slender

body and making her look heroic.

She stood in front of Sylvia and gave a standard military salute.

Sylvia looked at her, "Didn't you say you were going to Aettosa to study?"

"I have yet to go." Mollie took off her cap, propped it in her hand, and sat down next to her, "I heard that

guy from the Aettosa Air Force is looking for his biological sister or something ... so he didn't have time

to give us a lesson. So the Defense Department at Aettosa is very angry and thinks he's not doing his

job and is thinking of replacing him."

Sylvia curled her lips, "He's a good man."

Franklin : "..."

'Who is this woman who suddenly ran out? Why does she look like she is very intimate with Sylvia?'

'Why did the two of them chat so well?'

Just then, the crowd suddenly saw Paul walking towards Franklin and Sylvia with Romeo.

One by one, they were all interested; it seems that there was a good show again.

But...

After Paul saw Sylvia, he was friendly and tender.

Romeo called Sylvia goddess again and again.

The crowd was dumbfounded.

Immediately after, Adriel also came over with a glass of wine, "Sylvia, you have been in the disaster

area, you are tired and thin."

"Here, this is the new resort built by Crown Techs Group, it's for you, go relax if you have nothing to do,

don't torment yourself all day long."

With that said ...

Adriel then reached out and took a certificate for the Crown Techs Group resort from his assistant and

shoved it into Sylvia's hand.

The crowd was stunned again.

Adriel was really generous.

Sylvia said resignedly, "Uncle Adriel, can you not send me house, car, company ..."

Franklin said he was under a lot of pressure. 'How come all these people his wife knew were so rich?

Seeing Adriel gave such an expensive gift, Mollie felt that she was too stingy with her idol.

The Gibson family was a dignified and strong family.

She directly pulled out a car key and shoved it into Sylvia's hand, "This is the new Lamborghini my

grandfather gave me. I give it to you."

"No ... Tonight is a celebration party, the main character is Mayor Cody, what are you guys running here

to give me?"

Sylvia thought they were all crazy one by one.

Everyone was shocked! Unbelievably, they stared at Sylvia.

"Sylvia..." An old voice rang out from behind the crowd. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Sylvia looked at the visitor with surprise, she looked at him with surprise, "Mr. Smith?

"I heard that you would come tonight, so I came." The old man was spirited, looking lovingly at Sylvia,

"It's been two or three years since the last time we parted."

"Are you physically okay?" Sylvia looked over at him with concern.

"Thanks to you, I'm okay." Mr. Smith patted her hand amiably, "Come, drink some tea with me."

Everyone was shocked again!

"Mr. Smith is a big shot from Urgford, how come he knows Sylvia too?"

"He seems to have a great relationship with Sylvia."

"Yeah .... Mr. Smith is the founding father of the country! In the whole H Rovirsa, he's highly respected."

As soon as Mr. Smith sat down, a waiter came over and brought a pot of black tea and poured a cup

for Sylvia and Mr. Smith respectively.

"I came to see you this time because I have a favor to ask."

Mr. Smith picked up his cup of tea and took a sip.

The crowd immediately drew back a breath of cold air.

Sylvia was awesome!

Sylvia raised an eyebrow and said carelessly, "If you need anything, just ask."

"My granddaughter is a restless one." Mr. Smith sighed, then he gestured to the young man behind

him, who immediately stepped forward and handed a document to Sylvia.

Sylvia flicked it open and her pupils suddenly narrowed, "This was her idea?"

"Yes ... No matter how much I object, she just wants to go that way, you tell me ..."

Mr. Smith was distressed, "It doesn't work no matter how I persuade her. You must help!"