After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 778

Chapter 778

Mrs. Ritter's face turned extremely gloomy in an instant.

Her well-kept face visibly trembled, as if she was trying hard to restrain herself from losing control.

The journalists, fans and audience members who were watching were also shocked.

"Are there still bets on this?"

"Isn't this just a friendly match?"

"I thought it was over after the game, but apparently there's more to it?"

Not only these people were shocked, even Brayden and Cody were shocked too.

They couldn't help but stare at Mrs. Ritter and Franklin.

Only Sylvia had no expression on her face. Her pretty face showed no emotion whatsoever.

Jasper held a bottle of mineral water in his hand and took several sips before wiping the water off his lips. "Miss Andrews, do you know anything about this?"

Sylvia shook her head. "I'm not sure what the bet is about either. But judging by Mrs. Ritter's expression, the stakes must be..."

"Mrs. Ritter, does Ritter Group want to break their promise?" Franklin's oppressive voice rang out.

His handsome yet young face looked cold as ice.

Although Mrs. Ritter was already middle-aged and had seen many things in life as president of Urgford Piano Association and had met many important figures before.

But now she seemed to be sweating slightly behind her back when faced with Franklin who was much younger than her.

After a while, she clenched her fists tightly and said with obvious trembling in her voice, "Since Mr. Maskelyne has spoken up, the Ritter Group will naturally keep our word."

Almost everyone present became curious upon hearing what she said, especially wanting to know what exactly would happen after Ritter Group lost.

Just then Ashlyn rushed over from the audience seats and grabbed Mrs. Ritters' hand, "Mom, don't!"

However, Mrs. Ritters took a deep breath, broke free from Ashlyn's grip, and spoke slowly, "A wager must be honored. Ashlyn, you need to apologize on Twitter right now."

Ashlyn's eyes reddened with tears. She looked at Mrs. Ritters with grievance, "Mom, I don't want to. I am clearly the victim here. Why should I apologize?"

"Miss Ritter knows whether or not she is a victim. I'm afraid an apology alone won't suffice. Mrs. Ritters, the terms of our wager... apology is only part of it." Franklin sneered.

Mrs. Ritter's eyes were filled with anger, and she seemed to be seething with resentment. "Mr. Maskelyne, don't push your luck too far."

"Is the Ritter Group going to be a coward?" Franklin sneered disdainfully. "My brother Brayden is here, and his sister Jenna is here too. If you sincerely apologize, why go on Twitter? Miss Ritter, I suggest you go over there now and apologize in person to show sincerity."

Ashlyn looked pale as she stared at Franklin before scanning the crowd of people who hadn't left even though the competition was over. Their curious gazes made her feel almost unbearable.

"I... I..." She struggled to speak but couldn't find any words.

Everyone was shocked by their exchange.

Brayden found it unbelievable when Mrs. Ritter ordered Ashlyn to apologize.

Apologize? To him and Jenna?

"Miss Ritter, there's evidence that you pushed Jenna that day," Sylvia stood up and said while looking at Ashlyn's unpleasant face from afar. "Not only is there video evidence but also many witnesses. Do you want to deny it?"

Ashlyn no longer had any trace of her spoiled arrogance at this point.

She felt like a clown forced into standing under the sun for judgment.

It wasn't just her; Mrs. Ritter was almost fainting from anger too!

The Ritter family had never suffered such a huge loss in Urgford before!

But now she felt rooted where she stood as if all of the Ritters' faces were being thrown away!

She hated Franklin so much! It was this young man who dared treat her like this! Treat her daughter like this! One day he would regret it!

"Apologize! Apologize!" Someone suddenly shouted from within the crowd.

Then those spectators began stirring up one after another shouting "apologize!" repeatedly until their voices became louder and more organized than ever before...

Ashlyn couldn't help but let tears roll down her cheeks; She had never been so humiliated before...

"You have no right to demand an apology from me," Ashlyn glared at Franklin. "I am... I am the victim."

"Miss Ritter, do you need us to open the video so you can review what you've done?" Sylvia sneered, her cold voice echoing across the basketball court. "What's wrong? Are you so forgetful at such a young age?"

Mrs. Ritter closed her eyes and commanded, "Ashlyn! Apologize!"

Ashlyn looked humiliated as she glanced at her mother and said, "Mom..."