After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 505

Luz looked arrogant. With a smug smile, she said, "You bullied me, but you said I was the bully. Mr.

Maskelyne, you really have a cunning tongue."

She waved her phone, "I recorded how you guys bullied me just now."

Perhaps because she had spent so much time working at the magazine, she was very good at

recording videos, and from the angle she recorded it, it just created an illusion that Sylvia was pointing

at Luz and abusing her.

"Do you want your reputation to be ruined, Designer X, Mrs. Maskelyne?"

Luz laughed with glee and felt really good about herself again.

"TSK. What would happen if the netizens saw you couples bullying an unknown editor like me?"

"So ... You think you've taken the evidence that can ruin my reputation?" Sylvia thought Luz was too

naive!

As soon as she said that, Evie, who had been accompanying her, rushed to Luz.

Before Luz could react, the phone in her hand was gone.

Flutter!

The phone was thrown into the lake by Evie.

After a splash of water, it quickly sank.

Luz was stunned...

After she came to her senses, she shouted in anger, "You ... How can you do this?"

"You really have a death wish."

Evie looked at her with a cold smile, "Whether it's my boss or Mr. Maskelyne, killing you is a piece of

cake. It's like crushing ants. You ... Who do you think you are to provoke them?"

Hearing Evie's words, Luz's arrogance and hatred faded. Gradually, she felt a hint of panic crept over

her.

She was just a deputy chief editor. But in the eyes of people like Franklin, she was an ant that could be

killed any time.

She couldn't help but step backwards, "Mr. Maskelyne, listen to my explanation. I lost my mind just

now. I..."

Franklin ignored Luz, and released Sylvia, "Are you still cold?"

Sylvia shook her head, "I'm much warmer."

Franklin stared at her pretty face, a trace of distress flashed in his deep eyes.

"If you feel too cold, stop here."

"It's a cover for charity. I want to finish it." Sylvia showed a smile, "I can't stand the coldness."

Franklin nodded his head and gripped her hand dotingly, "Okay, go on then."

Then his majestic gaze fell on Luz, "Miss Craig, since you're so talented and fashionable. How about

you come? Let us see if you can dress fashionably."

Luz's face turned pale and she looked at Franklin incredulously , "No ... I'm not a model, I ... I can't be

filmed."

At this time Franklin was cold and noble with a powerful aura while looking at Luz's eyes.

"Miss Craig, you like the outdoor shooting the most, don't you? You're so knowledgeable and proficient,

but you don't know how to be filmed?"

All the staff looked very bad.

None of them dared to speak up for Luz or help her out.

Franklin was venting his anger for Sylvia...

This was the only thought in all of their minds.

Luz asked for it!

Her voice was trembling, "Don't .... Mr. Maskelyne ..."

"My wife is standing in such cold water when wearing thin clothes. If you don't wear thin clothes, but

you can chose to be soaked in the water for two hours."

There was unconcealed anger in the man's voice.

Sylvia endured such cold water and such freezing weather for the common good.

Sylvia dressed so thinly, and all of this was caused by this woman. Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

"No ... No ... I agree to shoot ..." Luz was so scared that she was already on the verge of tears.

Franklin was still the mighty president of SouthStar Airlines and Maskelyne Group even though he had

mental illness.

If she dared to disobey his order in front of everyone here, she would be so dead!

Everyone present was wide-eyed as they watched the deputy editor-in-chief, who was very bossy,

begin to undress. She wore a fur coat outside and a black dress inside.

The thin dress wrapped around her body and she just stood there, shivering.

She said to the dumbfounded photographer, "Shoot ... Hurry ..."

Her voice trembled from the cold wind.

The photographer hurriedly grabbed the camera and began to shoot at her.

After a few shots, Luz jumped up and rushed towards her fur coat.

Evie went over and stopped her, "My boss has been shooting for half an hour. You've only been

shooting for a few minutes. Why are you running?"

"I ... I shot it." Luz's eyes were red, "It's so, so cold."

"Your dress has long sleeves, but my wife has her arms fully exposed. And you're cold?" Franklin

curled his lips, "She just jumped into the water and twirled around. Miss Craig I guess you look better

when you twirl."

"No ... Let me go! Let me go!" Luz couldn't hold back the tears that fell out of her eyes, "I won't dare

again."

She looked at Sylvia with imploring eyes, "We used to be colleagues at least. We were both costume

designers for LX series. For the sake of old feelings, please let me go. I won't dare to resent you

anymore."

"You don't dare? Does that mean that you will resent me privately?" Sylvia laughed, a mockery in her

eyes.

"Luz, I had forgotten that someone like you ever appeared in my life. It's you who came over to make

trouble, so don't blame my husband for slapping you in the face."

Franklin reached out and took Sylvia into his arms, "Miss Craig, the theme of your shooting can be

playing water. You and your crew can have water fights together."

"It's so cold ..." Luz almost passed out.

But the crew, intimidated by Franklin's powerful vibe, had made their way to the water's edge, and Evie

pushed Luz into the water with one hand.

"Have fun! Have fun!"

With a thud, Luz fell directly into the water, several staff members rushed to help her up.

But Luz still drank several mouthfuls of lake water.

She coughed violently several times; however, before she could react, the cold water splashed towards

her again.

A few of her colleagues began to splash the cold lake water towards her body.

"It really feels like a festival." Franklin nodded with satisfaction.

All those who dared to provoke his wife should be punished!

"Don't ... Don't..."

Luz was so dizzy because of the splashing water down her body. Her lips purple, she was trembling,

and she screamed in terror, "Please, leave me alone!"