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

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

not doing anything,

you are?" The head journalist was about to start yelling when Jasper interrupted

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

soon as he could speak again. As soon

In his eyes, these people were like

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

have to worry

sis." He hung up right before hearing loud banging on his door followed by Jasper bursting into

of fright but quickly regained composure while holding onto his cellphone tightly, frowning at them. "What do you want? Do you even know who I

Jasper sneered mockingly, "And yet this lapdog thinks it deserves any sort of

onto his cellphone tightly. "Remember you're in my territory, so I suggest that you should leave now, or else

"I will report everything

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

Jasper with

you take a closer look before speaking," Jasper pulled out a printed receipt of transfer records and held it up in front

when he saw the receipt, his face turned pale without his previous arrogance,

it will naturally come to you," Jasper sneered at 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

deep breath, "Are you

His voice carried

Mr. Ritter, it sounded

began seeping through his forehead, and his back became drenched

out that he

had an iron fist, and his assistants also learned from him, having no mercy when

terrible as people made him

- coming straight up with evidence against

was going to turn everything

panic washed over Mr. Ritter, but he stubbornly

was still part of the Ritters family after all. Although only from one branch, and managing only one

as he thought so, his heart felt much

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

him. Do you think I'm easily

waved his hand. "Bring