After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 772

Would her reputation be destroyed.

She didn't want it, she really didn't.

She was going to become a top pianist. She couldn't be Master Keturah's student, but Mrs. Ritter had contacted Mr. Guzman, a famous music professor at Berklee School of Music abroad, and asked him to take her as his apprentice.

Internationally speaking, the top pianists were Louis first and then Master Keturah and Mr. Guzman.

Mr. Guzman was just as famous as Master Keturah but the latter was more than ten years younger.

Mr. Guzman was also very picky about taking on apprentices and did not easily accept them.

It took Mrs. Ritter a lot of money and connections to convince Mr. Guzman to accept her as his apprentice.

All she had to do now was win the Graley Piano Competition so that Mr. Guzman would announce that he would take her on as an apprentice and send out another press release...

Then she would definitely have a place in the international piano world. “If that old lady could come forward and testify that you didn't bully or humiliate her, there might still be some hope for this situation,” Donovan said irritably. "You're really causing me trouble with this. What's the point of messing around with an old lady? You've turned it into such a mess."

"But... where can we find that old lady?" Ashlyn pouted in frustration. She'd had enough of this nonsense. As the daughter of the Ritter family, she couldn't even argue with an old woman like this?

People like that weren't even worth talking to.

“I saw on Twitter earlier that there wasn't actually any footage of the old lady's face? It seemed like it had been blurred out?" Mrs. Ritter frowned. "I'll look into it again.”

Sure enough, the video showed only blurred images where the old woman's face should have been, but Ashlyn's face was crystal clear. Mrs. Ritter got angrier every time she watched it.

“I never thought Cody would go so far. He even managed to dig up footage like this."

Suddenly, Ashlyn remembered what Franklin had said earlier. "Can they not dig up anything? That mall belongs to Maskelyne Group." "Forget about it. Since they dared attack you, don't blame me for being impolite,” Donovan slammed his hand down on table angrily.

"Do they think my family is easy prey? They're ruining my daughter's reputation. Those bumpkins from small places like Larro dare challenge my family?"

need to come up with a good whitewashing method and marketing plan, especially now that the Graley Piano Competition is about to start. We can't make

but also covered all music awards, whether it be piano, violin, songwriting or even singing and popular music and

held every two years for a

who came to watch the competition were mostly

was always packed every time it was held. If Ashlyn could win first place in the piano competition project at

let anyone

opinion in the country regarding Ashlyn’s popularity and

She trembled with anger.

They're just

a gloomy face. "Isn't it just an old lady? The old lady whose face has been blurred out; ha-ha, that old lady doesn't

into Mrs.

bad", before finally agreeing on what they would do next day morning.. Cody's condition had improved enough for him to be discharged from hospital after Brayden completed his discharge procedures. Some Urgford bigwigs heard he was going home so they rushed over asking about his

grateful but they refused all gifts because these gifts were too

didn't want people talking behind their backs about Cody. After leaving hospital, the car

President had allocated them a set of houses in the courtyard, small Western-style buildings with two floors. The houses were mostly identical,

clean and tidy, with a living room and kitchen on the first floor and

decorated uniformly, from furniture to style. There was hardly any difference except for some smaller ones tucked away

unpacking their luggage separately, Mrs. Wright went to prepare some food

what she thought would be an empty fridge only to find it full of fresh vegetables and meat! She was surprised when she heard

into their house. "Mrs. Wright, you're back.” The middle-aged woman smiled sweetly, “I'm Lexie, your housekeeper; every household has

have prepared all these ingredients for them. Urgford's courtyard

lunch today?" asked Lexie as she entered into

are four people living here now,

was helping Jenna tidy up her room. "Jenna, I've hung all your clothes neatly inside

new room wasn't

everything matched her favorite

beige. It looks refreshing. The

walked towards the bathroom with a smile on her face, but somehow, whether it was because of her carelessness or something else, as soon as she

"Ah!"

caught her waist. The next second, her body spun violently and she was brought