After Divorce She Becomes the Billionaire Heiress (Sylvia and Cyril) novel Chapter 68

Chapter 68 What’s Her Story

“What were you thinking? Everyone’s dying to know. How do you go from being Cyril’s wife to getting all cozy with Bark? You know the guy has major clout. You gotta explain this, don’t you?”

After work, Sylvin was ready to head home and relax, but her friends Intercepted her, intent on quizzing her about the current drama that had everyone glued to their screens.

Feeling hopeless in the face of their questioning, Sylvia didn’t know how to respond. Kelli’s eager expression made things worse; Sylvia was the one in hot water, yet her friends were thriving on the gossip,

“Not only your brother but now Catherine’s posted an old photo of you two on her profile,” Juliet said, showing the post on her phone to Sylvia, who just felt a headache coming

a on. 

Passing the phone to Kelli, who looked intrigued, she remarked, “This is getting juicy. Now everyone’s even more curious about who you really are. Singer, actress… What next? We’ll find out you’re the heir to the Ivans family empire?”

Sylvia sighed deeply. “That’s exactly why I don’t want my real identity out there. See the kind of attention a small matter gets on the internet? Now Cyril and I are being linked together again just because of the magazine. If I knew I’d get dragged into all this hassle later, I wouldn’t have done the shoot at all.”

“Your family owns Crown Entertainment, right? They’re big shots in the industry. Do you really need to go through all this for some small subsidiary?” Kelli reasoned.

Sylvia knew about her family’s other entertainment company, that there was no need for such a sacrifice. But her willingness to go to such lengths wasn’t for the subsidiary’s sake–it was for Jessica.

“Jessica, sure, I’ve heard of him. He’s a force in photography, has his own style and skills. If you got involved with Cyril just for Jessica, then it’s just tough luck. But if you’re seriously thinking about hooking

up.” Kelli half–joked, half-

up with Cyril again, I might just have to throw my drink in your face to wake you

serious.

All Sylvia could do was laugh dryly, wondering what she could possibly do. If it weren’t for Jessica, she wouldn’t give Cyril a second look, let alone collaborate with him.

“Look, none of that’s the point,” Juliet interrupted. “The real issue is your brother is steamed up over this. Better charm him back to a good mood, alright? And Catherine’s on her way over–we should skedaddle before she arrives. Her influence is every bit as strong as your brother’s.”