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.

reciting their manuscripts and trying to muster up emotions,

Jasper with a look of vigilance. "What are you

not doing anything, we just want to take away your

you are?" The head journalist

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

office!" The head journalist stuttered out an answer as soon as he could speak again. As soon as he spoke, the

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

and turned around walking towards Mr. Ritter's office where there was noise coming from outside but Mr. Ritter hadn't left yet;

"You don't have to

his door followed by Jasper bursting into his office along with several men dressed in black

fright but quickly regained composure while holding onto his cellphone tightly,

Jasper sneered mockingly, "And yet this

Jasper would attack him so viciously right off the bat which made him turn red-faced while clenching onto his cellphone tightly. "Remember you're in my territory,

"I will report everything that has happened

Saves me from making another phone call." Jasper reached out and immediately a black-clad person handed him a

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

pulled out a printed receipt of transfer records and held it up in front of Mr. Ritter's face,

took several steps back when he saw the receipt, his face turned pale without his previous arrogance,

and go to

took a deep

Jasper." His voice carried an icy

for Mr. Ritter, it sounded

sweat began seeping through his forehead, and his

that he was Franklin's most

fist, and his assistants

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

with evidence against him -

going to turn everything over

Ritter, but he stubbornly

Ritters family after all. Although only from one branch, and

as he thought so, his

make this transfer myself; it was done by an employee. I guess there must have been some shady dealings between them and

everything off on him. Do you think I'm easily fooled? Just because you said it, I'm

hand. "Bring