After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 776

The reporters began to whisper amongst themselves.

"MI6 is very secretive and never appears in public. Could it be that they won't show up this time?"

"Maybe they're afraid of losing face, so they're not coming.”

"The hype on the internet is at an all-time high. Almost all netizens and fans are following this game."

"If they don't come... it would be more embarrassing than losing." "Yeah! MI6 will be called cowards!"

The reporters were constantly taking pictures and recording videos with their cameras.

Short videos were being updated every few minutes, almost all of them about the game.

Regardless of how small the media outlet was or whether it was just a short video posted online, their followers skyrocketed.

Comments and likes were unprecedentedly high.

It seemed like netizens from across the empire were following this event with great enthusiasm.

With only five minutes left until the start of the game, MI6 still hadn't arrived yet. Everyone was becoming increasingly impatient.

"Hey manager! Are they not coming? If they don't come, we'll go back to training!"

"Yeah, why don't we just continue practicing?" Two players had already yawned and were ready to leave the court when suddenly a cold voice rang out, "There are still three minutes until the start of the game. We are not late." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

All eyes turned towards where Franklin stood at the entrance wearing his blue-and-white uniform as he strode confidently towards them with his team members behind him.

Almost immediately everyone recognized him as Franklin - he exuded an aura that could not be ignored; his demeanor was cold but fierce; his gaze bold yet arrogant; wherever he went he always stood out from everyone else in some way or another.

He wore a blue-and-white basketball jersey that hugged his muscular frame tightly while emphasizing every curve on his body - making one's imagination run wild about what lay beneath those clothes... The color blue usually connotes coolness but when worn by Franklin it made him look even more intimidating than usual.

His handsome face betrayed no emotion but one could sense that he possessed immense power which influenced everyone present there! "Franklin?"

"It's Franklin!"

"Why is he wearing MI6's jersey?"

"Isn't he the CEO of SouthStar Airlines?"

“Isn't he the CEO of Maskelyne Group?"

"Why is he here?"

people were discussing

reporters went crazy, continuously taking pictures of Franklin and his

help but tremble a little.

he reacted and spoke as if waking from a dream, "Mr. Maskelyne, is a small game worth your personal participation? It seems that MI6

court?" Franklin mercilessly sneered, "Otherwise why are you so afraid of

"Mr. Maskelyne misunderstood me. I'm just worried about Mr. Maskelyne getting

was overwhelming as he disdainfully glanced at both the manager and Club Ritter's players. Your Ritter Group is strong but my MI6

who were shocked when they saw it was actually Franklin who came

some female fans who were also fans of Franklin usually screamed louder than ever after seeing their favorite

directly abandoned their original loyalty to their own Ritter Group

is actually Franklin?!" "Ahhhh!

"Go go go!"

lips,"Mrs. Wright, I don't know how good his basketball skills are but what I do know... is Franklin never

experiencing so

and water ready for

as

Ritter had already planned to take out the scoring

of them went

Bang! A loud noise!

them

The scene fell silent, everyone shocked by what

the commentator shouted, "MI6's guard has been injured just three minutes into

began analyzing the

from it. Medical personnel rushed over to help

have any substitute players? If

then, a tall figure in blue-and-white basketball attire

his eyes.

Brayden as well!" The commentator rubbed his eyes in disbelief. "Am I seeing things? Brayden is playing!" Not only did one player

at each other

the basketball

were confused about what MI6 was doing? Bringing

and her friends watched

court while nursing an arm casted in plaster. "Those three despicable guys deliberately knocked our man

Vaughn," Isla soothed him gently. “Trust Master

Mrs. Ritter beside him. "Mrs. Ritter, all three of them are heirs of wealthy families who don't know how to play

arms. "I hope so. Tell them to beat Brayden

already gave the

Ritter's eyes gleamed

players from the Ritter Group on the court prepared to block Brayden

then something

past one of his opponents with a beautiful crossover move and tried