After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 908

"I don't know if Jasper's got it done," Sylvia stood by the window and casually pulled the curtains closed before turning to look at Franklin on the bed. She had a feeling things wouldn't go so smoothly.

"If he can't even handle this small thing, then he doesn't deserve to work for me for so many years." Franklin's deep eyes narrowed slightly, like a lazy male lion emitting a strong sense of drowsiness. "Go to sleep."

Sylvia didn't say anything but sat directly on the bed and lay down beside him. The man reached out his arm and embraced her into his arms. She lay on top of him, listening to his powerful heartbeat like a special melody until she gradually fell asleep.

The Morningbreeze Website.

Several parents were still performing various acts in the conference room while some Morningbreeze reporters were there guiding them on how to brew emotions. "Yes, that's it! You have to show extreme sadness; otherwise, how could you possibly arouse public sympathy?"

"You're crying too fake; you have to cry painfully!"

"And you don't need to keep looking miserable; hurry up! It's already 9. 30 pm; finish quickly and go back home tired!"

"Hurry up and cooperate more!"

Several parents were already exhausted as they weren't professional actors.

The video effects produced always left something wanting for the website's standards.

Except for Mauricio's mother and Tyshawn's father who passed through with their videos uploaded online, all other parents' videos either looked stiff or unnatural or couldn't even cry properly. One cameraman was so angry that he almost broke down after carrying around his camera all day long. "Do you want money or not? If yes, then cooperate well!"

"Don't be angry."

"We will definitely do better."

Several parents nodded obediently before going back into their respective corners again brewing emotions while memorizing what they would say when recording their videos later. Just then came a loud bang!

Someone kicked open the door of the conference room followed by an urgent voice from reception asking who they were and why they barged into their company.

"I'm calling security!"

"Get lost!" A cold male voice sounded off

Then came screams from reception. "They're hitting people! They're hitting people!"

Several reporters looked shocked towards where noise was coming from, only seeing one tall man bringing in several men dressed in black clothes, breaking inside. One black-clothed man immediately took out his phone, starting recording video footage.

muster up emotions, all of which were recorded by

parents, staring at Jasper with a look of vigilance. "What are

doing anything, we

nerve! Who do you think you are?" The head

and grabbed his hand, twisting it back, causing him to scream in pain. "Where is Mr. Ritter?" Jasper asked coldly as if he hadn't heard

out an answer as soon as he could speak again. As soon

took several steps backwards before hiding behind everyone else; they were too scary! In his eyes, these people were like ruthless murderers; he just wanted to stay far away

left yet; he was still on the phone with Mrs. Ritter. "Don't worry, my sister-in-law," He

have to worry about

talk to you later, sis." He hung up right before hearing loud banging on his door followed by Jasper bursting into

onto his cellphone tightly, frowning at them. "What do you

Ritter family'." Jasper sneered mockingly, "And yet this lapdog thinks it deserves any sort

red-faced while clenching onto his cellphone tightly. "Remember you're in my territory, so I suggest that you

up his cellphone threateningly, "I will report everything

hand to them. Saves me from making another phone call." Jasper reached out and immediately a black-clad person handed him a file folder. He slowly opened the seal of the file folder and casually glanced at Mr. Ritter. "I believe you'll be very interested in what's

at Jasper with suspicion. "Don't play games with me,

Jasper pulled out a printed receipt of transfer records and held it up in front of Mr. Ritter's face, "open your eyes wide and see

the receipt, his face turned pale without his previous

him disdainfully, "Mr. Ritter, I advise you to be sensible and go to the police station by yourself; admit that everything was orchestrated by yourself; falsely accusing our Mr. Franklin and Miss Andrews. Otherwise... I will expose all of

deep breath, "Are you Franklin's

am Jasper." His voice

Mr. Ritter, it sounded like death

his forehead, and his back became drenched with sweat

out that he was Franklin's most trusted

and his assistants also learned from him, having no mercy when

that Franklin wasn't as terrible as people made him out

coming straight up with evidence against him - wasn't it

going to turn everything over to the

sense of panic washed over Mr. Ritter, but he

safe. He was still part of the Ritters family after all. Although only from one branch, and managing only one small news website,

soon as he thought so, his

it was done by an employee. I guess there must have been some shady dealings between them and their parents. And besides, this employee

I'm easily fooled? Just because

waved his hand. "Bring him