After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 769

Chapter 769

"We weren't sure before, but now... they've shown their true colors," Sylvia sneered mercilessly. "Just because Brayden pushed Ashlyn a little, they can't handle it? They're quick to jump on the bandwagon and try to tarnish Cody's reputation. It's too simplistic of them."

"They're like dogs backed into a corner," Franklin stood up from the couch, his tall figure making the hospital room feel cramped.

"And we're the hunters who will take them down," Sylvia's eyes glinted with determination as she rose to stand beside Franklin. She turned to Cody and said, "Let's go back."

"Sylvia," Jenna called out to her. Sylvia replied, "What is it? Do you need something?"

Jenna bit her lip and whispered softly, "I'm going abroad in a few days for Graley Piano Competition. Can you come watch me perform?"

Sylvia heard those three words - Graley Piano Competition - and immediately felt a headache coming on. "I almost forgot about that... I have to go too."

"What's wrong?" Franklin looked at her curiously.

"My master messaged me on Facebook yesterday telling me I have to participate in Graley Piano Competition as a guest performer. He even said he'll prepare all my costumes for me." Sylvia let out a sigh of frustration; Louis always had some kind of scheme up his sleeve.

She didn't have time for this nonsense.

But Louis was being sincere so she couldn't refuse him outright.

"So you'll be going too?" Jenna smiled shyly; relieved that Sylvia would be there with her. "Being invited as a guest performer at an international competition like Graley is quite an honor!"

Sylvia laughed lightly before asking Jenna, "Which category did you enter? Is it piano performance?"

Jenna shook her head. "Mrs. Ritter decided to compete."

Sylvia was taken aback; Jenna was incredibly skilled at playing the piano so if she entered that category instead of composition she could easily win first prize at Graley Piano Competition!

It was clear Mrs. Ritter had deliberately chosen composition for Jenna instead of piano performance!

Composing is all about talent. If you have a strong creative ability, you can give it a try, but in general... the winners of composition awards are extremely talented musicians or masters who can stand out in composition.

"Creating these things is difficult. If you have a piece of music, you can directly submit it for evaluation. If not, you'll need to create something on the spot." Sylvia looked at Jenna and said, "If there's any difficulty, let me know."

Jenna felt even more relieved after hearing Sylvia's words. That inexplicable sense of security made her very satisfied. "Sylvia, thank you."

After Sylvia and Franklin left, Brayden couldn't wait to ask her: "You specialize in piano performance. Why did they sign you up for composition? Composition is so difficult; are they bullying you?"

Jenna's expression was somewhat unnatural as she said, "No... mainly because everyone else had signed up for other competition categories and only one slot was left for composition..."

She didn't want to say that Mrs. Ritter forced her to do it; otherwise Brayden would be furious again.

Because of her actions, Brayden had become trending news online; if this affected Donovan's career prospects again after he just got out of prison and started anew... then she would truly be guilty.

The sinner of the Wright family.

She suppressed all the discomfort deep down inside and maintained a smile on her face as much as possible.

She could do this... She could compose something.

At the Ritter Villa, Ashlyn blew on her freshly painted nails and asked, "Dad, Brayden posted a video of him hitting me online that went viral. Did you help me get revenge?"

Donovan sat on the sofa in the living room looking at his phone with no expression visible on his middle-aged face while taking a sip from his glass placed on top of coffee table nearby Ashlyn's seat.

"How could I possibly do such boring things? Who knows which passerby happened to record this scene - justice must prevail," he replied calmly without any emotion showing through his voice tone.

"There aren't many good-hearted people in this world," Ashlyn pouted before running over to Donovan like an adorable child grabbing onto his arm and affectionately saying, "Dad, please give me some pocket money! I'm going to participate in Graley Piano Competition next week! I want that new high-end dress from Chanel House but it's so expensive..."

She blinked her big eyes and said, "Dad, can you give me some money? My mom is stingy and only likes to invest in herself at the beauty salon. She doesn't want to give me any pocket money. I'm your daughter! If someone beats me, it will be so embarrassing!"

"Dad, the Ritter Group makes so much profit every year. Do you want your daughter to wear those outdated dresses that make us look poor? People will laugh at us!"

"I'm going for the first prize. The whole world will be watching when I go on stage to receive my award! Aren't you proud of your daughter?"

"I am your little cotton jacket!" Ashlyn kept whining.