After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 73

She was the woman who knew Master Keturah at the charity banquet.

She was the woman who fooled around with Paul and Logan.

She was completely different from how she was dressed at the banquet that day. Today, Sylvia casually

wore a white dress and a pair of soft white shoes. She only had a cute ponytail.

She didn't even wear lipstick.

Even though she had no makeup on, she was still shockingly beautiful! Was she really from the

Andrews family? She was not like them at all! Originally, he had some respect for this woman.

However, when he found out that she was also an Andrews, Clark was a little disappointed.

He did not know why he felt disappointed.

Clark looked gloomily at Sylvia who was at the door. He had no time to hide the amazement in his

eyes, but it was noticed by Tammy who was standing in front of him.

Tammy was so angry that she couldn't help but bite her lower lip. With a wronged and pitiful

expression, she silently carried the bowl and walked toward the kitchen.

Sylvia!

It was Sylvia again!

It was not easy for her to see an excellent man, but he was once again attracted by Sylvia.

Ever since she was young, Sylvia's angelic face had bewitched many men.

When they were little, she and Sylvia were in the same school. The boys had tried to be friends with

her in the beginning, but when they were acquainted with her, they would send Sylvia gifts and love

letters through her.

She had had enough of this feeling!

Tammy came out of the kitchen again and held a plate of fruit.

"Sylvia? Why don't you come in?"

"Tammy, put away the fake smile on your face. It makes me sick."

Sylvia went straight into the living room and sat on the sofa facing Clark.

She crossed her legs casually, and her slender legs glowed under the light.

They were especially seducing!

Tammy froze again. Aggrieved, she said, "Mr. Wilson, I'm sorry, my sister is a little bit rude."

"My mother didn't give birth to you. Don't try to sound like you are close to me," Sylvia darted at her and

said mercilessly.

Tammy took a deep breath. 'Mr. Wilson is here, I can't blow up!'

'I can't fall for this little slut's trap.'

"Sylvia, you haven't come back for so long. You still don't know, right? I'm currently working at Lilypad

General Hospital." She tried to pretend to be a good sister.

"Oh, then you should have just started working, right? Which department are you in?" Sylvia looked

Tammy up and down. Tammy's grades were not very good. When she applied for medical school, she

didn't reach the admission score.

Otto bought her a spot with five hundred thousand dollars.

It was unknown how much money Otto spent this time to get her into Lilypad General Hospital.

"I'm in surgery." Tammy looked proud. Lilypad General Hospital was not someone who could enter

casually.

"Oh, I see." Sylvia nodded. She was also in surgery.

'Tammy probably started working there just a few days ago.'

What a small world.

Tammy did not see the envious look on Sylvia's face. She was a little disappointed. She thought that

Sylvia would feel uncomfortable after hearing about the news.

On second thought, Tammy believed Sylvia must be very upset, but she managed to calm down. After

all, Sylvia was always good at pretending.

At this time, Otto and Skyla walked out of the kitchen with dishes in their hands. Otto had a flattering

smile on his face, "Mr. Wilson, please take a seat at the dining table."

This dinner was personally made by him and Skyla. They had started preparing at four o'clock and had

been cooking until now.

"Mr. Wilson, this is a common meal. Please don't mind it." Skyla also quickly said, while giving her

daughter Tammy a meaningful look.

Tammy immediately understood. She stood up and quickly walked to the dining room. She helped Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Clark pull out a chair, "Mr. Wilson, please take a seat."

Sylvia looked at these people who were nodding and bowing like a pug. She felt so sick.

She also sat in the dining room. Only then did Otto see her. "You are back?"

"Yes," Sylvia replied indifferently.

Clark was present. Otto did not care too much about Sylvia's attitude. He turned to Clark and said, "Mr.

Wilson, I made the crab. Hurry up and try some."

Skyla smiled as he poured wine for Clark, "Mr. Wilson, my husband is not very capable. But cooking

crabs is his specialty."

"I hate crabs," Clark said coldly.

He really didn't like this family.

If not for Otto saying that he could find a very good doctor to treat his grandfather, he would never have

stepped into this house.

The stupid project manager had been fired by him when the hotel was calling for bids.

A lousy construction company built by the Andrews family was unqualified to cooperate with the Wilson

Group!

It was simply ridiculous that cooperation was reached!

Especially after that, someone almost died. What bad luck!

He now deeply suspected that Otto was fooling him. Was there a famous doctor after all?

Except for the two daughters, there were only the husband and wife.

No famous doctor was here.

Otto and Skyla were a little embarrassed.

Clark was not polite at all, not showing any respect. It was really annoying.

But when he thought that the future of the Andrews family business was in Clark's hands, Otto could

only bite the bullet and say, "Then Mr. Wilson, try the other dishes. I made them for you personally."

"This wine is not bad." Clark shook the wine in the cup.

He made it clear that he didn't want to eat anything Otto had cooked.

Sylvia watched coldly from the side. She really felt embarrassed for Otto.

"Otto, don't beat around the bush. Where is the famous doctor you were talking about?" Clark put down

the wine glass and looked a little impatient.

"Mr. Wilson. Don't worry. This person is right in front of you," Otto said with a smile.

Clark glanced at Tammy. Was Otto crazy?

Tammy was indeed a surgeon. Based on her looks, she did not look like a famous doctor. Moreover,

she also said that she had just started working at the hospital. She was simply a rookie!

His chest surged with anger, and his expression became increasingly cold and gloomy. "Are you

messing with me?"

Tammy was also stunned for a moment. She looked at Otto with a somewhat nervous expression.

"Dad. I just started working a few days ago. I, I can't do it."

It was fine to let her treat a cold or fever. But Otto wanted her to treat the old Wilson. Was he out of his

mind?

Sylvia raised her eyebrows. Tammy was quite self-aware.

Otto immediately understood that the two of them had misunderstood. "No, no, I am talking about her. I

was saying my youngest daughter, Sylvia. She is very good! Many big shots are queuing up to have

her treat them."

When Tammy heard this, the knife and fork in her hand fell to the ground in shock, and she cried out,

"Dad, can Sylvia treat diseases? Are you mistaken?