After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 100

Sylvia lowered her head to look at the man's wear on her body. After darting at him, she sneered, "I like this outfit."

She refused to wear the clothes prepared by him.

Franklin gazed at her receding figure, a touch of a smile playing on his lips.

She said she liked his clothes.

In the afternoon, Jasper sent a lot of Franklin's outfits in a smaller size to Townyer Villa.

He complained, "Why does Master Franklin want so many small-sized outfits suddenly? I don't think he can fit in."

Rock smiled mysteriously. "You'll know in the future."

Jasper snorted. He didn't have any interest in knowing the secret.

...

Once Sylvia returned home, her phone rang.

There was only an unknown number on the screen. After hesitation, she swiped to answer.

"Sylvia, it's me. This is James."

However, James didn't hear any response, so he thought he had dialed the wrong number. After checking the screen, he ensured it was Sylvia's number that he'd dialed.

Then he continued, "Sylvia, you can't forget me already, can you?"

"I remember you," Sylvia replied indifferently.

"Help me, Sylvia. I'm almost breaking down. Romeo Kennedy kept winning my money. I cannot do anything or call Franklin. Can you come to rescue me?" James cried for help as if he had suffered a lot of loss.

Romeo looked at him in disdain. "Stop pretending, James."

Sylvia answered coldly, "James, you can call Franklin. He'll be glad to help you."

"Sylvia, do you have the heart to watch me be beaten by my brother? If he came to save me, he would definitely stop giving me the allowance for the next month. Sylvia, you are my only family in this world besides him," James wailed.

He continued to beg her, "Sylvia, do you know how much I admire you? Please hurry up to save me."

Afraid that Sylvia wouldn't go, he immediately ended the call.

Then he looked at his partners triumphantly. "Romeo, you've witnessed my sister-in-law's competence. If you don't want to be hit, you'd better return my money."

"Ha ha... I didn't hit you this time. Isn't it normal to lose or win when playing cards?" Romeo sneered.

Another young man got along with Romeo, so he echoed, "Master James, if your sister-in-law arrives, you'll have money, won't you? Will you continue to let us win?"

James rolled his eyes in a fury. Pointing at other young men smoking, he yelled, "Romeo Kennedy, it seems you haven't learned the lesson last time. How dare you be so arrogant! You'd better stop smoking. Or the air will make my sister-in-law choke."

Romeo cast him a glance leisurely and ordered the young men, "Put out your cigarettes. If my goddess gets choked, I won't let go of you guys."

"Oops... Master Romeo, when did you have a goddess?"

"Enough is enough. Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up. Clean the room."

Therefore, Romeo and James ordered the young men to clean up the box.

When a waiter delivered some drinks, he gaped at the scene. "Excuse me, misters. We can do it. Please let us do it."

"Master James, is your brother really married? Do you really have a sister-in-law?" a young man asked James curiously.

James recalled the weird atmosphere between Franklin and Sylvia at the door of Kennedy's Villa and remained silent. He didn't know how to answer.

"His sister-in-law? Bullshit! He wanted her to marry his brother, but she refused." Romeo lifted his eyebrow. "You know what? She's my goddess and will become my sister-in-law. My brother is pursuing her."

A young man with yellow hair answered, "I support you, beauty. I trust you. Let's play."

Sylvia looked at him, nodding slightly.

She always responded coldly to people she didn't know.

The yellow-haired guy always thought he was good at socializing. Suddenly, he was cold-shouldered by Sylvia, feeling disappointed. "Beauty, am I ugly?"

Sylvia glanced at him. In fact, he looked cute. If he changed his dressing style, he could be a handsome boy. However, his taste in the dressing wasn't good.

Therefore, she answered bluntly, "You are not ugly, but your outfit is."

The yellow-haired guy cracked a smile. "What kind of style do you like, beauty?"

He returned to being confident.

"Well, like James." Sylvia pointed at James. Like a spirited college student, he wore a white shirt, blue jeans, and white sneakers.

"It's so old-fashioned." The yellow-haired guy couldn't believe it.

James snapped, "Go fuck yourself! Shut up!"

"Will you play or not?" Romeo was jealous as the yellow-haired guy kept talking with his goddess.

He was upset and thought the boy was good at acting cute.

Watching them chat, Sylvia burst into laughter, which softened her aura.

The boys were stunned.

"You are so beautiful!" the yellow-haired boy complimented her hurriedly.