After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 778

Mrs. Ritter's face turned extremely gloomy in an instant.

Her well-kept face visibly trembled, as if she was trying hard to restrain herself from losing control.

The journalists, fans and audience members who were watching were also shocked.

"Are there still bets on this?"

"Isn't this just a friendly match?"

"I thought it was over after the game, but apparently there's more to it?"

Not only these people were shocked, even Brayden and Cody were shocked too.

They couldn't help but stare at Mrs. Ritter and Franklin.

Only Sylvia had no expression on her face. Her pretty face showed no emotion whatsoever.

Jasper held a bottle of mineral water in his hand and took several sips before wiping the water off his lips. "Miss Andrews, do you know anything about this?"

Sylvia shook her head. "I'm not sure what the bet is about either. But judging by Mrs. Ritter's expression, the stakes must be..."

"Mrs. Ritter, does Ritter Group want to break their promise?" Franklin's oppressive voice rang out.

His handsome yet young face looked cold as ice.

Although Mrs. Ritter was already middle-aged and had seen many things in life as president of Urgford Piano Association and had met many important figures before. But now she seemed to be sweating slightly behind her back when faced with Franklin who was much younger than her.

After a while, she clenched her fists tightly and said with obvious trembling in her voice, "Since Mr. Maskelyne has spoken up, the Ritter Group will naturally keep our word." Almost everyone present became curious upon hearing what she said, especially wanting to know what exactly would happen after Ritter Group lost.

Just then Ashlyn rushed over from the audience seats and grabbed Mrs. Ritters' hand, "Mom, don't!"

However, Mrs. Ritters took a deep breath, broke free from Ashlyn's grip, and spoke slowly, "A wager must be honored. Ashlyn, you need to apologize on Twitter right now." Ashlyn's eyes reddened with tears. She looked at Mrs. Ritters with grievance, "Mom, I don't want to. I am clearly the victim here. Why should I apologize?"

"Miss Ritter knows whether or not she is a victim. I'm afraid an apology alone won't suffice. Mrs. Ritters, the terms of our wager... apology is only part of it." Franklin sneered.

Mrs. Ritter's eyes were filled with anger, and she seemed to be seething with resentment. "Mr. Maskelyne, don't push your luck too far."

"Is the Ritter Group going to be a coward?" Franklin sneered disdainfully. "My brother Brayden is here, and his sister Jenna is here too. If you sincerely apologize, why go on Twitter? Miss Ritter, I suggest you go over there now and apologize in person to show sincerity."

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just her; Mrs. Ritter was almost

had never suffered such a huge loss

as if all of the Ritters' faces were

this young man who dared treat her like this! Treat her daughter like this!

Someone suddenly shouted

stirring up one after another shouting "apologize!" repeatedly until their voices became

tears roll down her cheeks; She had

to demand an apology from me," Ashlyn glared at Franklin. "I am... I

so you can review what you've done?" Sylvia sneered, her cold voice echoing across the basketball court. "What's

eyes and

looked humiliated as she glanced at

Ritter barely looked at her daughter again and instead

took a few minutes

eyes fixed on the ground as she muttered

expressionless glance before saying, "Miss Ritter, if your apology is going to be half-hearted like this, then it's better if you

Jenna's beautiful face. "You have no

are you apologizing or continuing

with anger but didn't dare make any more scenes in front of

still crazily capturing every moment of this scene especially those short videos that were being live-streamed online

of comments kept refreshing continuously, "Is

insulted Jenna

likes

inside, Ashlynn spoke up once more in a calm voice, "Miss Shepherd, Master Brayden I am sorry." Her tone sounded less hostile than before but there was still some resentment lingering beneath it

you never touch my sore spot again, otherwise... I don't know what I might

wished nothing more than throwing something right into Brayden's face to

But she held back.

lose her temper

Group had embarrassed themselves enough

Ritter's voice was cold, "and

"