After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 455 Fay was so excited that she didn't even hear it clearly and thought, "This dress is for me!" She was so excited that she could barely speak a complete sentence. "Yes, yes, | am." Darlene looked up and down at Fay, who was very popular recently and she was somewhat impressed.

But ... before Darlene had time to say anything, she heard Nova showing off to a very delicate-looking girl aside.

"My artist is really awesome. Someone is the young lady of Maskelyne family, so what? Fay's boyfriend even asked Miss Shaw to deliver the dress she designed!" "Someone's dress got dirty, but no one cared about it. Is she really the lady of Maskelyne family? | doubt it!" Fay felt comfortable listening to Nova's words.

Poppy must be very jealous and angry when she saw Darlene coming to deliver dress in person, right? So what was the point of being the unloved daughter of Maskelyne family? Darlene, the designer, had always dealt with the wives of the senior officials of the country.

The general public could not see her or well the dress she design. The clothes she designed could only be worn by the president's wife when visiting abroad! The thought of wearing the same high-class clothes as the president's wife, Fay was smug.

Fay elegantly extended his hand, smiling in a way that she thought was elegant and decent, "Miss Shaw, this way please, let's go and change." At this moment, Darlene suddenly took a few steps forward and came to Poppy, "This dress takes me half a year to finish it. It suits you very well. Hurry up and get changed.” Fay's head went blank and she stared at Darlene for a moment. Why did she walk up to Poppy? She exclaimed incredulously, "Miss Shaw, did you make a mistake? | am Miss Young. Didn't your relative Fritz let you send this dress to me?" Darlene looked at Fay with some annoyance and an extremely serious face, "Miss, | don't have any relatives named Fritz.

What's more, my gown is only suitable for elegant and sweet girls, and you're no longer suitable at your age." Was Darlene implying that she was old! Fay broke down. Then, she heard Darlene saying to Poppy very politely, "Poppy, please hurry up and get changed.” Fay only felt a burning pain on her face. A sense of humiliation surged through her.

Why did Poppy, that bitch, get the dress? Her brother didn't even come to see her! Poppy raised her eyebrows, but she didn't look as smug as Fay did earlier, but said in a very humble tone, "Thank you. I'll treasure this dress." Celebrities wore haute couture dresses they rented from brands when attending events.

Poppy thought the gown was lent to her by Darlene. There was news that some celebrities who stained or ruined the dress was banned by the brand, so Poppy hurriedly expressed her sincerity to Darlene.

Darlene smiled, "You're welcome. We're a family from now on. I'm your future sister-in-law!" Future sister-in-law? A family? What did Darlene mean? Poppy's face blanched. Did Franklin cheat on Sylvia? Did he break up with Sylvia again? Did he fall for Darlene? Her chest ached, "You ... You ..." She was about to question Darlene when Darlene pushed her into a dressing room.

Fay watched Poppy enter a vacant dressing room with a glint of hatred in her eyes.

And at this point in the awards ceremony, Eden was sitting apprehensively in his seat, not knowing how things were going.

Brock smiled at his look, "What? Worried about Poppy?" The teenager wore a black suit. A faint blush surfaced on his handsome face, "No." "You're just being tough." Brock slapped him heavily on the shoulder and looked to the end of the red carpet, "Why isn't Miss Andrews here yet?" Just then, Darlene walked over and took the seat next to Eden, "Done!" "Thanks, Darlene,” Eden said with a grateful look on his face, "Don't worry. She'll look gorgeous in that gown and make it gain a lot of publicity." "Do you think | need it?" Darlene curled her lips and looked at Eden with a thoughtful look, "Don't you forget your promise." Just then, there was a sudden commotion at the entrance.

Brock subconsciously looked over and saw Sylvia, in a white dress, coming elegantly.

She was tall, with a tailored fishtail dress wrapping her delicate, curvy figure, and her long hair coiled up, making her look elegant and charming.

She had a limited-edition designer bag in her hand, and there was light makeup on her face.

Her every movement showed that she was an elegant and charming woman.

Those female stars were secretly jealous of Sylvia.

"She's just a web celebrity! Where does she get the gall the attend this kind of award ceremony? So what if she looks gorgeous?" Fay also saw the scene. She was already filled with mixed emotions of anger and shame. See Sylvia's bright appearance, she was more upset.

But thinking of Sylvia's current identity as Franklin's wife, Fay could only suppress her displeasure and greeted Sylvia, "Mrs.

Maskelyne, you are so beautiful and graceful. This dress looks like it's designed and tailored for you." Sylvia glanced down at the woman in front of her and curled her lips into a smile, "Yes, it is." "Poppy is wearing a dress designed by Miss Shaw today, and | don't think it looks as good as yours!" Fay glanced at Poppy walking out from the backstage and said in a louder voice.

Obviously, Fay was trying to sow discord, and her words drew a lot of attention in an instant.

After all, nowadays, the viewers enjoyed seeing the like female stars confronting or fighting with each other.

In particular, Sylvia and Poppy were sisters-in-law. It would be more tic if they competed with each other.

Everyone's curiosity and interest were instantly piqued.

They couldn't wait to see them in a fight.

However ... just when everyone was full of expectation, Poppy, who just came out from backstage, saw the tall familiar figure not far away.

With a naive smile on her face, she carried the skirt of her dress and running over to Sylvia.

Poppy had a delicate and cute smile on her face, "Sylvia..." MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 mmMwWLLIOfiflO& 1 MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 MULL TO £2 E1061 mmMwWLIiIOfiflO&1