After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Louis froze, picked up the handkerchief and handed it to Skyla in a gentlemanly manner, "Ma'ma, your handkerchief." "Thank you, Mr. Fox," Skyla looked surprised, "I didn’t expect to meet you on the plane, are you going back to Aettosa too?" Louis heard a somewhat familiar voice, looked up and saw Skyla ...

‘The old woman who bullied Sylvia? How disgusting. How could | meet her here?" Out of courtesy, he nodded lightly.

He didn't say anything more, but Skyla was so immersed in excitement that she didn't notice his coldness at all.

She continued, "This handkerchief was given to me by my mother and is the work of Kate Burke, a well-known embroiderer in Aettosa. Look at that rose right here. It's so lifelike ..." "Is it as perfect as the embroidery | have here?" Louis interrupted her and then opened the box he was holding in his arms.

Skyla, who wanted to reveal her noble birth, looked at the box with a bit of confusion. Its appearance very inconspicuous.

Even if she didn't know embroidery, she clearly knew that the quality of the embroidery inside the box was much higher than the work of the so-called master Kate Burke in her hand.

How could there be someone in this world who could embroider better than Kate Burke? She was so shocked that she couldn't help but take a step back, "This embroidery is so perfect! My mother loves embroidery very much and holds Master Kate in high esteem. | never thought there would be a better one. Mr. Fox, can you sell me a piece?" She said hurriedly.

Queena Bell, the earl's wife loved embroidery, as everyone knew.

This time she and Tammy had been driven back to Aettosa, and if Queena knew what they had done, she would probably be furious.

If she could buy a piece and took it back to please Queena ...

She was thinking about what to do.

Louis sneered, sizing Skyla up. "This woman bullied Sylvia. If she knows she's offering a high price to buy Sylvia's works, will she be pissed off? But it's an insult to Sylvia if he let this kind of woman buy Sylvia's works." Thinking of this, Louis lightly said, "Sorry, lady, these embroideries are given to me by my good friend. | can't sell them. The plane is about to take off. Please go back to your seat.” Skyla reluctantly withdrew her gaze from the box, and then could only walk towards her seat.

After getting seated, she said to Tammy in a low voice, "Does Mr. Fox have a crush on me?" "What?" Tammy blinked.

"He was just concerned about me and told me to go back to my seat because the plane was about to take off." Jenna, who was sitting in the seat in front of Skyla, couldn't help but roll her eyes. Was this woman insane? Mr. Fox was clearly driving her away, but she thought Mr. Fox was showing his concern? Jenna and Brayden were also on the plane. They gotta fly back to Aettosa and Jenna would continue to have the injuries on her face treated.

They had said hello to Mr. Fox when they just boarded the plane, but they didn't expect that Skyla would be on board, too, and she was so insane.

Skyla was being narcissistic and focused so much on Mr. Fox that she didn't even notice who was sitting in front of her! After several hours, the plane finally landed steadily.

Louis directly took his family's car and went towards the castle.

His family was one of the famous noble families in Aettosa. His brother was the most famous oil tycoon, Donald Fox.

Both of them were unmarried and shared a common hobby, that was, collecting embroideries.

So ... after getting a box of great embroideries, of course, he must show off.

Louis walked straight towards Donald's room. The servants in this large castle were basically all male.

As excellent men at the top of the world, a lot of women salivated at them and tried every means to become the hostess of the family.

They had seen a lot of women who wanted to get close to them by applying for being the maids.

So ... now eighty percent of the servants working in this castle were men, and the women servants were married.

The servants greeted him, and Louis nodded politely.

He knocked on Donald's room door.

After getting permission, he pushed the door in.

He held up an inconspicuous box, "Donald, look what | got?" "What can you have?" Donald and Louis looked somewhat similar, but Donald had a stronger aura.

He raise his wise eyes from the papers and looked at his brother.

His brother was middle-aged, but still acted like a child. What a headache.

Compared with his brother, he was much more mature.

"Hooray." Seeing that Donald was not interested, Louis hurried to open the box, "Look! My dear friend has given me a lot of embroideries again." "Really?" Donald jerked his head up from his paperwork, his sharp eyes looking towards the box.

He was astonished and said with admiration, "What beautiful embroideries. This embroidery skill is quite impressive.” Each piece of embroidery in this box was a masterpiece that could be sold for a high price at the auction and deserved to be displayed in the museums.

After admiring the embroideries, Donald couldn't help but urge, "Louis, can you introduce this friend of yours to me? I'm really curious. Even the embroidery master Kate Burke in Our Aettosa is no match for her. Such a talented and capable person must be held in high esteem.” "Donald, I've told you many times. My dear friend has a very weird temper. She doesn't like to know old men like you. You'd better give up your thought." Seeing that his brother really liked it, Louis picked out a small handkerchief, "You can have it. | must frame others properly and collect them." After saying that, he turned around and left with the embroideries in his arms.

Donald, however, looked at the double-sided embroidery on that handkerchief and fell into deep thought.

After a while, he was awakened and kept fumbling for something in the safe. After a while, he took out a handkerchief.

The embroidery on that handkerchief was exactly the same as the one Louis had thrown at him! It was the same, except that the one in the safe looked a little old, while the one Louis gave him was as new.

Could it be the same person? Could it be the owner of this handkerchief? Louis’ heart was pounding and he couldn't wait to meet the owner of this embroidery.

He wanted to ask questions about what happened back then!