After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities
Chapter 49

When Logan returned, Sylvia was reading some documents in theliving room.

"What are you reading?" He dragged his necktie and sat on the mat infront of the sofa with his long legs crossed, looking leisurely andrelaxed.

“I'll have two operations tomorrow and the day after, so I'm taking somenotes." Sylvia wrote down the notes while reading. She wore beigecasual clothes, looking softened, not so aloof as usual.

Her fair face looked delicate and perfect. Her fair hand was holding apen, which made her fingers more exquisite and appealing.

“You are indeed hard-working." A faint alcohol smell spread fromLogan, but it didn't stink.

He pulled out his phone, shaking his head to sober up. "Boss, you areon the trends again.”

Sylvia was too busy to browse Twitter.

Also, she hadn't registered on Twitter. Gazing at her book, she repliedleisurely, "Am 1? What happened?”

"Check it out." Logan passed his phone to her.

Sylvia darted at the trending topics, arching her eyebrow. "Mrs.Maskelyne has divorced Mr. Maskelyne. Why do the netizens makesuch a fuss?"

"Shall I suppress it?" Logan swiped to browse the posts on Twitter.Earlier in the evening, he hung out with several wealthy guys fromLarro in Vanity Club. Mr. Jones provided them with a collected winefrom his family's vineyard, but it seemed the wine had a solid delayedeffect.

Logan felt dizzy, still trying to keep sober while sitting opposite Sylvia.Sylvia didn't think those things mattered. She replied flatly, "Just ignoreit."

Suddenly, her phone started ringing.

Franklin called her.

She furrowed her brows, wondering why he was calling her so late atnight.

Her hunch told her it wasn't something good.

Sylvia muted her phone and tossed it away. Then she continued toread.

However, her phone screen kept flickering. Franklin repeatedly calledher.

"Your ex-husband wants to talk to you. Boss, may I post on Twitter?"Logan asked boldly after being drunk, his eyes glittering.

"Go ahead to post whatever you want. Why do you ask me? Am Ibossy?" Sylvia concentrated on reading and taking notes, so she didn'tsense the implications in Logan's words or notice his guilty and excitedlook.

"All right. Thanks for your permission.” Logan stood up excitedly. Heraised his phone and took a photo of Sylvia's side face.

She was indeed a stunner. Especially when her fair fingers turned thepage, she looked perfect.

The beauty of her side face took Logan's breath away.

He posted the photo on his Twitter page and wrote, "She's waiting forme when I return home late. I'm so happy.” The post ended with asmiling emoji.

Logan seldom posted on his Twitter. Usually, he reposted the news orreports from Longevity Pharmaceuticals’ official website.

Neither did he post any personal photos, let alone late at night. Thepicture he had posted was supposed to be a super private one.However, he had more than a hundred thousand followers. It couldn'tbe compared to online celebrities or superstars, but he had specificinfluences.

Once his photo was posted, it raised an uproar among his followers.Logan was tall, handsome, wealthy, and easygoing. Employees ofLongevity Pharmaceuticals often exposed details about him from timeto time, such as he was considerate to the employees and alwaysoffered them good benefits.

Therefore, many company employees followed him on Twitter.

The photo also raised a lot of discussions among the employees.

"My goodness! When did Mr. Mertens have a girlfriend?"

"I'm so in love with her side face.”

"Ah! I thought Franklin Maskelyne was my idol. Unfortunately, he'smarried. Then Logan Mertens became my idol. Does he have agirlfriend as well?"

"My heart is broken. Both men I admire have become unavailable.""Mr. Mertens, can we see your girlfriend's face?"

"Mr. Mertens, your girlfriend is gorgeous. Are you announcing yourrelationship in public?"

Since the photo of Sylvia's side face was too stunning, it became onetrending topic.

"Which looks prettier, Mr. Mertens" girlfriend or Mrs. Maskelyne?"

"Mr. Mertens suddenly has a girlfriend.”

"Mr. Mertens’ girlfriend's side face is breathtaking.”

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Franklin repeatedly dialed Sylvia's phone number. However, sherefused to answer the call after he called her over ten times.

She seemed to have vanished from this world.

Franklin was so angry that he almost smashed his phone.

While he boiled over with anger, a Twitter trending topic popped up onthe phone screen.

The title riled him up more. "Logan Mertens, the president of LongevityPharmaceuticals, posted a photo of a woman's stunning side face atmidnight. Seemingly she's his girlfriend, but he hasn't admitted it yet.The relationship between him and the woman is still mysterious,making netizens curious.”

“Logon Mertens? Girlfriend?"

Somehow, Franklin tabbed to read the news. He almost lost control.He saw Sylvia, his ex-wife.

Meanwhile, another trending topic appeared on the trends.

“It turns out Mr. Mertens stayed in Pearlhall Villa."

Countless netizens commented excitedly on the topic.

"I bet he's too excited to delete the location.”

"LOL... No one else has exposed their locations just by posting onTwitter."

"Mr. Mertens seldom posts on Twitter, but his post surely makes anuproar.”

"Mr. Mertens only focuses on surprising the netizens."

"LOL... I'l go offline and wait for him at Pearlhall Villa."

"I also live in... well, a community nearby Pearlhall Villa."

"Ah! I live in Pearlhall Villa. I'm going to look for Mr. Mertens."

"How shocking! People staying in villas are rich.”

Franklin gazed at the address below Logan's post, his eyes darkening.Sylvia had time to be with Logan but refused to answer his call. He wasalso angry about them being together alone.

His chest heaved up and down, surged with fury. He let his temper getthe best of him.

Franklin wanted to see what Sylvia was doing in Pearlhall Villa.

Half an hour later.

A private jet circled above Pearlhall Villa. In three minutes, the planelanded on the top roof of the apartment building of Pearlhall Villa.

It was the only apartment building within the neighborhood, which had afantastic view from the top.

The private jet attracted the property management's attention. A dozenof armed security guards rushed to the top.