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, all of which were recorded

were frightened and quickly stood in front of the parents, staring at Jasper with a look of vigilance. "What are you trying

looked coldly at them. "We're not doing anything, we just want to take away your

have some nerve! Who do you think you are?" The head journalist

in black stepped forward 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 the

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

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

noise coming from outside but Mr. Ritter hadn't left yet; he was still on the phone with Mrs. Ritter.

don't have to

right before hearing loud banging on his door

quickly regained composure while holding onto his cellphone tightly, frowning at them. "What do you want?

sneered mockingly,

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 else I'll call for

cellphone threateningly, "I will report everything that

just about to hand over this thing in my 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

skipped a beat as he stared at Jasper with suspicion. "Don't play games with

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, "open your eyes wide

several steps back when he saw the receipt, his face turned pale

go to the police station by yourself; admit that everything was orchestrated by yourself; falsely accusing our Mr. Franklin and Miss Andrews. Otherwise... I

deep breath,

voice carried an

it sounded

through his forehead, and his back became drenched with sweat

It turned out that he was Franklin's most trusted

his

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

means - coming straight up with evidence against

to

of panic washed over Mr. Ritter,

way or 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

so, his

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

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

his hand. "Bring him