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.

their manuscripts and trying to muster up emotions, all of which were recorded by

parents, staring at Jasper with a look of

them. "We're not doing anything,

Who do you think you are?" The head journalist was about to start yelling when Jasper

and grabbed his hand, twisting it back, causing him to scream

in the CEO's office!" The head journalist stuttered out an answer as soon as he could speak again. As soon as he spoke, the man let go

everyone else; they were too scary! In his eyes, these people were

coming from outside but Mr. Ritter hadn't left yet; he was still on the phone with Mrs. Ritter. "Don't worry, my sister-in-law," He said reassuringly into his phone, "I'll handle

don't have to worry

hearing loud banging on his door followed by Jasper

of fright but quickly regained composure while holding onto his cellphone tightly, frowning at them. "What do you

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

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, so I suggest that you should leave now, or

"I will

immediately a black-clad person handed him a file folder. He slowly

stared at Jasper with suspicion. "Don't play games

take a closer look before speaking," Jasper pulled out a printed receipt of transfer records and held it up in front of Mr. Ritter's face,

saw the receipt, his face

sensible and go to the police station by

deep breath, "Are

am Jasper." His voice carried an icy

Ritter, it sounded

his forehead, and his back became drenched with sweat

that he was

that Franklin had an iron fist, and his assistants also learned from him,

terrible as people made him out to

straight up with evidence against him - wasn't it

he was going to turn

Mr. Ritter, but

another, to keep him safe. He was still part of the Ritters family after all. Although only from one branch, and managing only one small news website, but... If the Ritters family really abandoned him,

thought so,

dealings between them and their parents. And besides, this employee resigned yesterday." He spoke with great conviction, directly pushing all the responsibility

everything off on him. Do you think I'm easily fooled?

waved his hand. "Bring