After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 775

Chapter 775

Isla's face turned even redder at the words, "Shut up!"

If she had known earlier that this man was not really a top guy in the bar, she wouldn't have picked him!

During that time, she went to the bar to get drunk in order to get over her unrequited love for Franklin. She wanted to just give herself away, so she had a one-night stand.

She randomly picked the most handsome guy in a bar and ended up unintentionally provoking the wrong man.

Soren had been busy with training lately and was fully occupied.

He didn't expect to run into her at MI6.

"Who allowed you to sneak away and even dared to humiliate me by leaving behind a hundred dollars? My net worth is in the billions. You slept with me, so you must take responsibility."

Soren squinted his eyes and stared at Isla.

Isla was so angry that she covered his mouth directly and said, "Stop talking... Don't say it again!"

It's like trying to get ivory out of a dog's mouth, this man just can't stop talking.

Here is MI6. If her colleagues hear this, she will be embarrassed.

She was already blushing with embarrassment, and now Soren's teasing made her even more red-faced.

Sweat beads glisten on the nose, making it look particularly delicate and charming.

She almost lost all strength and was about to collapse.

Isla wanted to escape, but the next second she was lifted up by Soren, a tall and sturdy man who grabbed her in front of him.

Then... he strode towards the room arranged for him by MI6.

The man kicked open the door of the room, making a loud bang sound.

Isla hadn't even had time to react before the man threw her onto the bed. As she struggled to get up, she saw Soren lock the door without hesitation.

There was a man's jersey hanging above the cabinet on top of her head.

"What are you doing? Soren, this is MI6, I am the leader of MI6! Don't mess around!" Isla was so angry that she didn't know what to say. She seemed to have no chance of winning, whether it was physical strength or arguing.

Soren took off his own jersey and sat down in front, lifting Isla up and letting her straddle his lap.

"Soren, that night was an accident. I had no idea you weren't just a regular guy at the bar, and I don't usually watch basketball games. I had no clue you were a superstar!"

Isla tried to calmly analyze the man's behavior, but he seemed completely oblivious. "You smell amazing," Soren buried his nose in her neck and spoke in a husky voice. It was dangerously seductive.

"Uh, anyway... after your game, you were all sweaty. You should take a shower first, and I'll wait for you here," Isla suppressed her own heart palpitations as she spoke to Soren.

The man nodded, feeling like something was off but also uncomfortable with all the sweat on his body. So he turned around and went into the bathroom.

But when he came out again, there was no one in the room? Her scent still lingered in the air but she had vanished.

Soren sneered, "Did you think that if we met again you could escape?"

In recent days, news of MI6 playing a friendly match against Club Ritter's professional basketball team had spread like wildfire across social media platforms. Some even started polls asking which team would win.

The results showed that only 17% of people supported MI6 while an overwhelming 83% supported Club Ritter.

Sylvia looked at these comments online before turning her attention back to the basketball court where players were sweating profusely during their intense training session. She couldn't help but feel nervous for them as it was clear they were giving it their all - pushing themselves to their limits.

MI6's reputation couldn't be challenged and its face couldn't be lost so this match had to end with victory!

Franklin appeared beside Sylvia without warning and said, "The heat surrounding Ashlyn has been overshadowed by our upcoming game. That's the Ritter Family's plan."

"Shifting public attention away from Ashlyn is key," Sylvia continued speaking confidently, "And since MI6 is rarely seen by public eyes due to its secretive nature; people are naturally curious about them! They've successfully hyped up this event using public curiosity!"

Franklin smirked coldly. "Yes! They've managed to hype up this event beyond measure while effectively dissolving any relevance Ashlyn may have held!"

Sylvia squinted her eyes slightly. "Although we know that the old lady is fake, we can't do anything about it." It was too difficult to get the real old lady to testify.

"No matter what, this game will go as Ritter Group wants it to," Franklin's fierce determination shone through his eyes. He no longer wanted to hide his strong aura and a powerful energy burst forth from him.

"We definitely won't lose!" Sylvia held his hand tightly, her eyes shining with determination.

After their final day of training, Vaughn and the others were visibly exhausted from the intense workouts. Their bodies had become even more toned and one of them had even lost several pounds due to the rigorous training.