After Divorce She Becomes the Billionaire Heiress (Sylvia and Cyril) novel Chapter 242

The siblings fell silent. There wasn't much to say now.

People online might have forgotten, but that didn't mean they couldn't remember later. And when they did, it would be even more interesting.

But for now, the most important thing was to deal with the online situation.

"We still need to explain. We can say that you are our collaboration partner. As for your identity, we'll see how it goes. If someone manages to figure it out, that would be best."

Sylvia glanced at Devitt. Explanation was necessary, but they also had to consider their older brother. She wasn't sure what he was thinking, and it was only a matter of time before their identities were exposed.

"Okay, but can't we just say we're not siblings directly? This is really troublesome."

Devitt scratched his head, feeling the hassle of it all.

Sylvia agreed. It was indeed troublesome.

Just then, the assistant called.

"Boss, there's breaking news online. Your and Third Young Master's identities have been exposed, and Second Young Master's identity too."

Before Balk could say anything, clever netizens had already found out about their relationship.

"It seems Second Brother can't hold back anymore."

Devitt couldn't help but smirk. Balk had been reluctant to expose their identities before, but now it seemed inevitable.

Sylvia chuckled along. "Well, there's nothing we can do. It was bound to happen sooner or later. Why struggle so much?"

"Alright, let's plan to leave early. Now that they know we're here, they might stake us out. Let's go sooner rather than later."

"Sure, I'm okay with that. But Little Sister, won't your admirers mind?"

Devitt asked seriously.

Sylvia looked puzzled. Where did admirers come from?

"Third Brother, are you mistaken? I don't have any admirers."

Sylvia had been busy playing around these days, so she hadn't noticed any admirers. Besides, she didn't think she had any admirers in the first place.

Devitt looked perplexed. He had seen it himself—the way that guy looked at his sister wasn't innocent at all. If that wasn't an admirer, then what was?

"Shall I take you to see him?"

Sylvia's eyes widened. Could you actually go see admirers? Where would they go?

"Third Brother, are you mistaken? How can you go see admirers?"