After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 811

Chapter 811

"She's my apprentice, don't you know?" Just then, Sylvia walked over Adrienne and came to Jenna. Ashlyn and Adrienne both looked at Sylvia.

The first thing that caught their eyes was a purple long dress with a thin veil at the hemline. The exquisite lace highlighted her fair legs, which were faintly visible under the veil. The design of the waistline perfectly outlined her curvy figure.

She had a bun of green hair, elegant and graceful with natural strands falling over her ears. A small diamond earring could be vaguely seen on her fair pink left earlobe. The light flickered on and off, but she always wore an indifferent look on her face.

Her cold gaze fell directly on Adrienne's body like an icy queen standing high above them all.

Why would Sylvia appear here when she was supposed to be last?

Adrienne looked flustered.

"I... I was just joking."

"You humiliated my apprentice; now you don't have to sit here anymore," said Sylvia coldly as if looking down upon everyone else like a queen.

Adrienne felt embarrassed as if someone had slapped her in the face hard. She bit her lip without any confidence in retorting.

"I'm second place; you can't decide whether I stay or go."

"What if I'm the sponsor for Graley Piano Competition?" Sylvia sneered lightly before casting a glance at Ashlyn who remained silent like a statue beside them all along.

"I'm just kidding too."

Adrienne was scared out of wits by now with cold sweat oozing out of every pore in fear that she might lose everything without this shining moment of glory.

"Can people really sleep soundly after doing something bad?" asked Sylvia sharply once again.

"Are you talking about me? Let me tell you I didn't do anything," said Ashlyn impatiently under such unbearable scrutiny from Sylvia who seemed determined to make everyone feel uncomfortable around her presence.

"Did I mention your name? Why are jumping into conclusions so fast? It seems Miss Ritter is very guilty!" laughed Sylvia mockingly with sarcasm.

Jenna felt warm inside, as she was being protected by Sylvia. She couldn't help but think of her own sister... she did have a biological sister when she was younger. But since Aldo had taken her in, Jenna didn't know what happened to her sister. Was she still living in their old village? Jenna suddenly wanted to go find her.

"What was my sister's name?" Jenna tried hard to remember, but all she could recall was what she looked like, not her name. Her head began to ache and throb painfully.

Thankfully, Jenna had put on heavy makeup today. Otherwise people would've noticed how pale and sickly-looking she appeared.

Sylvia was a performer, so naturally she sat in the front row of the audience. After she sat down, Franklin strolled over towards her.

Upon seeing him sit down next to Sylvia with a faint smile on his face, Sylvia asked "Mr. Maskelyne, how does it feel walking down the red carpet as our final act?"

"Interesting," replied Franklin gazing deeply into Sylvia's eyes. "The Maskelyne Group is one of Graley Piano Competition's biggest sponsors after all; I'm also one of award presenters so everything seems fitting."

Sylvia beamed radiantly at him. "You're always right no matter what you say."

The organizer originally planned for her to be the finale, but she recommended Franklin instead.

Those female celebrities were already a bit jealous of her position in the music industry. If she stole their limelight and headlines, then all the attention would be on her and they would be too envious.

Besides, her new movie "The Beggarly Girl Is A Noble Lady" is about to wrap up filming soon. After that comes promotion and theater screenings. She doesn't want any mistakes at this critical moment.

The seats in the audience are arranged according to social status - whoever is more famous or has a higher status sits in front. Sylvia and Franklin naturally sat in the first row.

When Fashion Mogul saw Sylvia, he walked over quickly with big strides. At his age, he didn't care about walking on red carpets anymore so he went straight into the venue without doing so.

After chatting with some old friends inside, he saw Sylvia come in as well and immediately rushed over towards her for a big hug. However, a long and strong arm stopped him.

He looked stunned at Franklin - an extraordinarily handsome man who had just walked down the red carpet earlier - whose identity was said not to be ordinary either. He heard Franklin's clear voice say: "Sorry, this is my wife."