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."

who hadn't left even though the competition was over. Their curious gazes made her feel almost

I..." She struggled to speak but couldn't

shocked by their

when Mrs. Ritter ordered Ashlyn

To him and

Jenna that day," Sylvia stood up and said while looking at Ashlyn's unpleasant face from afar. "Not only is there video evidence but also many witnesses. Do you want

any trace of her spoiled arrogance at

for judgment. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

just her; Mrs. Ritter was almost fainting from anger

such a huge

she felt rooted where she stood as if all of the Ritters' faces

man who dared treat her like this! Treat her daughter like this! One day

Apologize!" Someone suddenly shouted

shouting "apologize!" repeatedly until their voices became

roll down her cheeks; She had never been

from me,"

need us to open the video so you can review what you've done?" Sylvia sneered, her cold

Ritter closed her eyes and commanded,

humiliated as she glanced

Ritter barely looked at her daughter again and

took a few minutes for

with eyes fixed on the ground as she muttered reluctantly, "I'm

if your apology is going to

furiously at Jenna's beautiful face. "You

Miss Ritter, are you apologizing or continuing to insult

didn't dare make

were still crazily capturing every moment of this scene especially

"Is Ashlynn

clearly insulted

likes bullying

humiliated she felt inside, Ashlynn spoke up once more in a calm voice, "Miss Shepherd, Master Brayden I

warned, "Miss Ritter, it would be best if you never touch my sore spot again, otherwise... I don't

ball of fire seemed to burn within Ashlynn's chest as she wished nothing more than throwing something right into Brayden's face to smash his handsome features

But she held back.

couldn't lose her temper

Group had embarrassed themselves enough

voice was cold, "and the bet is in

"