After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 792

At this moment in Middle Evroya, Harold was listening to his subordinates report on all the news related to Isabelle.

"What did you say? She gave up?"

"Yes."

"How could she give up halfway? She has always been ranked second, and is my biggest competitor. Since Sylvia left, her growth rate has been extremely fast, and her reputation among women is very high. Plus, she comes from the President's family and always does things that benefit women."

Harold looked through everything Isabelle had done in the past few months.

"The campaign to promote girls' education has greatly accelerated our society's development. Especially since many families used to refuse to let their daughters go to school." He pointed at another item on the list. "The Maternal and Child Protection Association also set up a financial charity foundation managed by a woman named Sierra who is Isabelle's right-hand man. Starting this year, this foundation will allocate funds twice a year in spring and autumn to support impoverished students."

"Sylvia's ambitions are not small," Harold said as he closed the file folder.

"If someone like her had any ulterior motives, I'm afraid the whole world would tremble because of it. Fortunately... she holds great ideals."

He shook his head involuntarily with a low laugh.

"I fully support Isabelle and help her ascend to Prime Minister position. If I become president one day, she will be my greatest ally; I believe that working together with her will bring unprecedented prosperity for our country."

His subordinates were stunned by Harold's decision.

"Mr. Harold... is this really okay?"

"Of course it's good! Only by following Sylvia closely can we secure our benefits. Franklin controls new energy, Darius controls aviation. And Isabelle receives care from Sylvia. Do you not understand how these interests are intertwined?"

Harold stood up; his tall figure came over beside the window looking out at blue sky white clouds, and took a deep breath.

"You mean now that Isabella no longer cares about becoming president, you just need to win over her, and then win over all of her supporters behind-the-scenes?" His subordinate asked carefully while swallowing saliva nervously.

"Yes," replied Harold confidently, "As long as we win over Isabelle, it means we have won Franklin, Dariusand even more powerful people behind them."

"You've been following me around for so many years, and it wasn't for nothing," Harold nodded. "So... since Isabelle gave up this time, we must help her get what she wants."

understand," the subordinate immediately replied. "I'll

the final round of the piano competition was about

the piano competition progressed

organizers held

morning, they began setting up for the

o'clock that evening, guests started arriving at the banquet hall

could check in with their invitations. Mrs. Ritter took Ashlyn on a tour around inside after

an excellent opportunity for networking and

followed behind her

watercolor pink evening gown with sequins at her waist that

dark red dress that exuded an air of authority due to her

strong demeanor and wear a gentle smile while greeting people everywhere

Jenna walking into the banquet hall from out of corner-of-her-eye view; Jenna's dress was light blue which complemented well against her extremely pale skin complexion. It was said that it is latest high-end custom-made design from Dior but limited

shirt looked simple yet perfectly tailored which showed off its great design sense; there is only one piece available worldwide... how did it

such high-end clothing would make herself feel superior but now compared alongside Sylvia and Jenna's attire made hers seem like trash

of

with me. I'll take you to Mr. Guzman," Mrs. Ritter said after hearing Sylvia's name,

to settle scores with Sylvia and forced a smile

walked elegantly towards Mr. Guzman

fingertips tightly, pursing her red lips

her piano teacher in the future, a stepping stone for further international recognition. These few steps felt like a century but finally, Ashlyn arrived in front of Mr. Guzman who was standing next to Allie laughing

expression making him less intimidating

Ritter then back at Mr. Guzman, saying, "I'm telling him that Ashlyn is my daughter and asking him to

this and looked at Ashlyn's pretty face, saying, "I remember you playing well during the qualifying rounds; good enough for me

upon hearing this but having been exposed to many big events before kept calm knowing it wasn't something small enough for one's head getting dizzy

worry; I will definitely hold a grand apprenticeship ceremony so everyone around the world knows you have taken on an apprentice," said Mrs. Ritter confidently while trying not too hard not show off too much

it is my

contain herself anymore. "Teacher! I will study

back the championship

talent or skill level high enough- If they couldn't even win a championship

same level of fame as Louis, his position in the piano world was not something that just anyone could attain. If it weren't for Louis taking