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 take care

round of the piano

of all the events, only the piano competition progressed quickly

promote friendship, the organizers held

up for the banquet -

guests started arriving at the

with their invitations. Mrs. Ritter took Ashlyn on a tour around inside after signing in together. "Come on, let me introduce you to some big names in

excellent opportunity

followed behind

- Ashlyn wore a watercolor pink evening gown with sequins at her waist

red dress that exuded an air of

she had no choice but to tone down her usual strong demeanor and wear a gentle smile while greeting people everywhere she

which complemented well against her extremely pale skin

which showed off its great design sense; there is only one piece available worldwide... how did it end up being

clothing would make herself feel superior but now compared alongside Sylvia and Jenna's attire made hers

of superiority vanished

come with me. I'll take you to Mr. Guzman," Mrs.

scores

towards Mr. Guzman not far

her fingertips tightly, pursing her red

be meeting Mr. Guzman soon - he was going to be 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

serious expression making him less intimidating than before when

Mr. Guzman, saying, "I'm telling him that Ashlyn is my daughter and asking

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

before kept calm knowing it wasn't something small enough for one's

have taken on an apprentice," said Mrs. Ritter confidently while trying not too hard not show off too much

my

anymore. "Teacher! I

apprenticeship ceremony can wait; first bring me back the championship trophy from this

apprentice- one needed some talent or skill level high enough- If

his position in the piano world was not something that just anyone could attain. If it weren't for