Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 89 Could She Really Know Rory

Samantha was infuriated by the woman’s calm demeanor while mocking her. She gritted her teeth in anger, determined to utterly embarrass Gwendolyn in front of the audience.

“All right then! Let’s see who will be thoroughly humiliated in the end!”

Samantha took out her phone and contacted her friend who was abroad. After communicating with the other party for a while, she managed to obtain Rory’s personal number.

And then, in front of everyone, she, dialed Rory’s number on her phone and even considerately turned on the speaker for everyone to hear.

Beep, beep, beep.

Everyone waited with bated breath as the phone rang, and the tension in the hall was palpable.

Samantha tossed a glance at Gwendolyn, looking as if she had already won the battle. “If you admit that you stole all of your jiu-jitsu techniques and apologize with utmost insincerity for being a liar and a copycat, I’ll consider letting you off the hook.”

She then paused momentarily and shook her phone triumphantly. “You’ve only got a couple of seconds left to decide. You’re panic-stricken, aren’t you?”

Gwendolyn pursed her lips in amusement and did not respond to the woman’s taunts. She merely looked at Samantha as if the latter was a clown.

Samantha hated the way Gwendolyn was looking at her, but considering that they were in public and Treyton was also present, she dared not say anything too provocative.

In her heart, however, Samantha was planning to gauge Gwendolyn’s eyes out once there was a sure conclusion and the latter could no longer wriggle her way out of the situation. I’d like to see if she’ll be able to glance at me in that arrogant manner then!

Just as Samantha was deep in thought, the ringing suddenly ceased, and what came from the other end

of the line was the voice of an old lady who sounded to be in her fifties.

“Who is this?”

Samantha’s heart was beating wildly, for this was the first time she had ever had a direct conversation with a bigshot in the martial arts world like Rory.

She made an effort to suppress her emotions and politely asked, “I’m sorry for bothering you, Ms. Richardson, but there’s something I’d like to confirm with you. I caught someone pretending to be your apprentice, and she refuses to admit it despite having been caught-red-handed. Hence, I had no choice but to make this call.”

“I only have one apprentice-Jensen Longt,” was the slightly impatient response from the other end of the line after a brief two-second silence.

“Yes, I’m aware of that. However, this woman’s techniques are almost identical to yours, so I suspect that she has stolen your techniques.”

Rory sounded rather annoyed. “There’s such a thing? How dare they pretend to be iny apprentice and even steal my techniques! How utterly shameless!”

Hearing this, everyone basically understood what was going on.

it

her with anger and hatred in their eyes, wishing they could kill her with

delighted that her eyes were filled with unconcealed

chin, looking as if she was the victor.

you’re not her apprentice. What a slap to your face! Now that you’ve angered Ms. Richardson

something when Gwendolyn grabbed his

never said I was Rory’s apprentice, so how is this a slap to my

was taken aback.

of embarrassment flitted past Mokingston’s face, for was the one who brought

deny

it seemed like she was deliberately attempting

to satisfy the crowd, and the voices of contempt grew

the fact that you’ve stolen Ms. Richardson’s techniques,

covered her mouth, and her grin grew even wider. “Are you sure I was

was in an uproar, and countless criticisms were thrown at

dare she! Who gave her the

How rude of her! She’s

He let out an inward sigh, thinking

the other hand, Samantha was amused by Gwendolyn’s

right. I’ll clarify everything today and make sure you can

brought the phone to her ear, then said something to Rory on the other end of the line.

she hung up the phone and

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the screen. I’ll video call Ms. Richardson and project it onto the screen so that everyone can see

didn’t move and turned to look

was looking

in response. The expression on her face remained

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at

composed that Inez deemed her concern to be unnecessary. There was nothing she could do but

large screen in the center of the stage

was the

on a chair. Years of practicing martial arts made her look much younger than her age, and she did not look like she was in her fifties

elegant and respectful demeanor as she politely bowed to

Richardson. I’m Samantha Lane from the Lane family and also the person who called you.