After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities
Chapter 295

It seemed like Isaac had just remembered who they were.

Mr. Odom looked a little embarrassed. They were already middle-agedand were embarrassed by someone who was only the same age astheir son.

But he was Isaac, who they dared not offend.

“Yes, Mr. Carr.”

“I heard that International Piano Competition will be held in Larro thisyear." Isaac smiled, "Carr Group would like to sponsor it."

"Really?" Mr. Odom was so excited that he didn't even know what tosay.

"My assistant will consult with you on the details," Isaac said and leftwith Sylvia.

The Evans family was all dumbfounded.

Neve and Tiffany, in particular, looked embarrassed.

Tiffany's face had turned pale.

She clenched her fists, and her nails dug into the flesh.

She felt it was unbelievable. How could it be? Wasn't Sylvia just adoctor? She was a web celebrity at most, wasn't she? How could sheknow someone like Isaac?

Mr. and Mrs. Odom watched as Isaac left with respectful looks on theirfaces.

How snobbish were they?

After Isaac was out of sight, they looked back at the Evans, "Do youknow who he is?"

“Is he Isaac Carr?" Eddie asked curiously.

"Yes, he is." Mrs. Odom's eyes fell on Tiffany, "He made the decision toban you from all the luxury brands forever."

Tiffany's face was pale and she widened her eyes.

So, it was all because Sylvia said something to Isaac that she hadbecome a joke in the fashion industry.

The Evans family had wanted to ask Mr. and Mrs. Odom why they gavethe gem necklace to Sylvia just now, but now they could not say aword.

They felt awkward.

No one had dared to say anything now.

Moreover, Eddie and his wife were somewhat resenting Tiffany forembarrassing them in front of Mr. and Mrs. Odom just now.

The necklace had cost Neve nearly a million dollars and it was given toSylvia.

But she dared not say a word, either.

“Now I only hope that Mr. Carr will not be angry with us for meeting withyou," Mrs. Odom said, "As for your request for attending thecompetition, I will think about it."

With that, Mr. and Mrs. Odom left.

The anger and resentment in Tiffany's heart were almostoverwhelming.

Her nails had dug into her palm but she didn’t seem to feel the pain.She failed to get admission to International Piano Competition becauseof her scandal, which was the reason the Evans were turning to Mr. andMrs. Odom.

And they ran into Sylvia again. Because of Sylvia, they lost a necklaceand Tiffany failed to get the qualification for the competition.

Tiffany gritted her teeth and hated Sylvia even more.

Why? Why was Sylvia also a member of the Evans family? Why didshe have to fight with her for the family property?

Why should Sylvia destroy everything she had?

Even her only opportunity to become a top international pianist wasruined by Sylvia.

If she could win an award in the competition, everyone in Larro andeven the whole world would think highly of her!

No! She couldn't sit still anymore. She had to fight back.

In Paris, France.

After the plane landed, Franklin didn't check into the hotel with thecrew.

As soon as he stepped out of the airport, several sports cars werewaiting at the airport gate for him.

Seeing him, a blonde and well-dressed middle-aged man immediatelybowed to him respectfully. "Master Franklin, Mr. and Mrs. Maskelynehave been waiting for you for a long time."

Franklin was in his captain's uniform, which outlined his figure perfectly.He nodded at the middle-aged man, "Sammy."

"Sir, please.” Sammy opened the door for him.

Franklin got in.

The sports cars drove away from the airport.

Sammy had been the Maskeyne family's butler in their manor inFrance. Franklin's parents, Tyrell Maskelyne and Kaitlin Maskelyne hadbeen staying in France and seldom gone back to their home country.They had been living and working in France.

After half an hour's drive, they arrived at a big manor.

The manor covered a vast area. Although it was in pastoral style, itlooked freezing cold and scary.

From afar, the high manor looked like a cage.

In the dark, the opened gate looked like a big mouth, as if to swalloweveryone.

Franklin didn't like to come here, but he had no choice.

He followed Sammy into the hall of the castle.

In the dim hall, nearly a hundred strong men were gathered.

On the sofa in the middle sat a very elegant man dressed in burgundy.He looked like a university professor or a scholar.

However, he had a domineering aura around him. He was like ahorrifying demon from Hell.

He had a pair of deep-set eyes that betrayed no emotions.

No one spoke.

The hall was in dead silence.

The man on the sofa was Franklin's father, Tyrell. He was also theowner of the Maskelyne Research Laboratory, which was well-known inFrance.

Tyrell and Kaitlin had been running the institute together in France foryears.

They seldom left France and didn't even go to the old Maskelyne'sfuneral.

In Franklin's eyes, his parents were the most cold-blooded beings inthe world.

"Sir, Master Franklin is here."

"Come in." Tyrell's voice was indifferent.

He put one hand on the armrest of the sofa and the other stroking ablack cat in his arms.

Perhaps he was stroking its back too hard, the cat gave anuncomfortable meow.

The next second, Tyrell broke its neck.