After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 452

Franklin got silent. Was he disliked by her?

"Let's go eat ... Are you hungry?"

"I know a restaurant that's not bad."

Half an hour later.

The car pulled up steadily in front of a fancy French restaurant, and Sylvia just got out of the car when

Franklin took her hand and walked towards the restaurant.

Sylvia was speechless

This man was really getting overbearing.

No sooner had the two of them settled down than they suddenly heard a woman's delicate voice ring

out, "What a coincidence, Mr. Maskelyne."

Sylvia looked to the voice source and saw a good-looking, well-built woman in a couture outfit standing

in front of Franklin.

Franklin swept a glance at the woman, his face expressionless, "Sorry, I don't know you. "

Lara's turquoise blue eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment. She was beautiful and elegant, and of

noble status.

Any man she met wanted to woo her.

Why was this man so cold?

And who was this woman next to him? Why did she look so close to him?

She took the initiative to greet this man, and he still put on airs?

Who did he think he was?

Suppressing the anger inside, Lara took a deep breath and kept a decent smile, "Mr. Maskelyne, we

met once before at ... "

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Franklin, "Excuse me, Miss, you are

standing here and disturbing my meal with my lover. Would you please return to your seat? "

Slap! It was as if an invisible hand had slapped Lara hard.

There was a burning pain on her face. She hadn't heard wrong, had she?

She was the oil tycoon's daughter, the most famous celebrity, but she was disliked.

Looking at Lara's terrible face, Sylvia held back her laughter, withdrew her eyes and lifted the menu,

"What do you want to eat? "

"I love everything you ordered. " Franklin looked at her with a doting. In his eyes, Sylvia looked the

best.

Being ignored by them, Lara was furious again.

She had never failed to get whatever she wanted!

How could this man not care about her?

'Good, you've managed to get my attention.'

Lara raised her head arrogantly, "Franklin, one day you'll regret doing this to me! "

After saying that, she turned around and stepped on her high heels and left with her head held high like

a proud peacock.

Sylvia scanned her haute couture and her eyes sank.

This woman seemed to be not quite different from Darcie and Tammy. She seemed to be born proud.

Who was she?

After a moment of thought, Sylvia turned her attention to Franklin. The man still kept the same

expression as before, as if that woman's coming and leaving had nothing to do with him.

"You can easily ... "

"What?" Franklin raised an eyebrow.

Sylvia curled her lips, her eyes were all playful, and her pretty face seemed to glow in the light. "Attract

young ladies."

Franklin couldn't help but laugh, "So tell me, why does Paul call you several times a day?"

"Apologizing for his brother." Sylvia exhaled and gave Franklin a cool look, "What's the point of asking

such a detailed question?"

Franklin gave a chuckle, "No woman calls me."

Sylvia glared at him, "You're so childish!"

The leisurely days seemed to go by extraordinarily fast.

Sylvia soon left for her home country.

Larro, on the other hand, was in a state of stormy weather.

The sky was dark and heavy, as if it was going to pour at any moment.

It was clearly morning, but it seemed as if night was approaching.

Early in the morning, Poppy arrived at Maskelyne Entertainment.

She had signed with Eden's agent, so she was naturally one member of Maskelyne Entertainment.

She followed her agent into Maskelyne Entertainment's styling room.

The stylist had been waiting there for a long time.

An hour later, the agent smiled with a smug face, "Poppy is just too beautiful, and will definitely not be All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

overshadowed by other actresses at the award ceremony tonight."

The stylist gave Poppy a quite well-cut silver sequin slant-shoulder dress, revealing her left shoulder.

The dress was embellished with tassels at the chest and hem, and the tassels swung when Poppy

walked.

Wearing high heels of the same color as the dress, she had her hair pulled up high and only a few

strands of hair were on the cheeks.

Poppy looked in the mirror and thought it was not bad.

She smiled at the stylist, "Thank you."

"You're our company's new actress. I can't let others steal your thunder, so I must work a little harder."

The stylist also smiled.

The agent took Poppy out of the styling room and headed to Eden's office.

Fay Young just came out of the elevator to see this scene. She looked at Poppy's slender back, and a

trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, "The 'Moonlight' dress. The stylist gave it to Poppy?"

Her agent sneered, "It's just a dress. What's the big deal? Don't worry, I've rent a new dress from Dior

for you. You'll eclipse others by then. Poppy would be just nothing but for a good family."

Fay pursed her lips thoughtfully and withdrew her gaze from Poppy, looking sideways at her agent

Nova Butler, and smiling softly, "Nova, I've been shortlisted for Best Actress and Most Popular Actress.

By then, strength and works speak louder. No matter which award I end up with, my status in the

company will definitely surpass hers, so what if she is the young lady of the Maskelyne family?"

Nova smiled smugly, "Don't worry, the movie and TV series you acted in are both shortlisted. The best

movie award. The best TV series award. No matter what wins the award, you can gain more popularity.

Poppy is just a newcomer. She cannot shake your position as the top-ranked actress of the company."

Fay laughed and fiddled with her long wavy hair, "Mr. Maskelyne is away from this company all day. He

doesn't have time to take care of business here. Poppy is Mr. Maskelyne's sister, so what? She's also

my stepping stone."

"I heard that she was shortlisted for the Best Newcomer Award. The judge in charge of the Newcomer

Award hates people who took advantage of their power and status, but Poppy was still selected." Nova

gritted her teeth. "She must have traded sex for it!"

Bella Davis was a very straightforward judge, also the vice president of Film and Television

Association.

"Bella Davis. Sounds familiar."