After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 752

Chapter 752

When Cody was declared not guilty and released in court, the entire room erupted in cheers.

Not only were there official media reporters present, including Sylvia and her group, but also some of Cody's friends and former colleagues who had come early due to their concern for him.

Outside the courtroom, a crowd of reporters who couldn't get inside swarmed towards Cody and Franklin.

"Mr. Wright, how do you feel about being released in court?"

"Going from a high-ranking figure to a defendant, what does that feel like?"

"Your future as the head of Larro is probably in jeopardy. How do you feel about becoming an ordinary person?"

"How do your family and friends view you now?"

The reporters fired off questions at Cody like rapid gunfire.

Franklin frowned, exuding an aura of coldness.

His powerful presence felt like an army of thousands. He stared at the reporters, his eyes filled with a chilling gaze. In a cold, unemotional tone, he said, "Please make way. My client will not be taking any interviews."

The reporters were momentarily stunned by the lack of warmth.

So icy...

So frigid...

It was only at this point that they instinctively turned to Franklin, whose face was cold as ice, as if he were covered in a layer of frost. Just one look from him sent shivers down their spines, making them feel uneasy.

For a moment, no one dared to utter another word.

"Cody!"

Just then, Mrs. Wright suddenly pushed through the crowd.

She was dressed in a deep blue velvet suit, wearing low-heeled shoes.

Her face had a light layer of makeup, and although she seemed carefully dressed, it couldn't hide the exhaustion and thinness on her face.

It seemed she had been going through a tough time lately.

Her flight had been delayed, and she hurriedly made her way here, waiting outside since her arrival. She was growing anxious.

Now, seeing Cody coming out unharmed alongside Franklin, her anxious heart finally found some relief.

With tearful eyes, she held Cody's hands. "Cody, you've suffered."

"It's nothing, as long as our family is back together," Cody replied with a soft smile, looking at Mrs. Wright. "You've lost weight. Why did you lose so much weight?"

"It's because I've been worrying about you. I couldn't eat or sleep properly."

Mrs. Wright looked away, tears rolling down her cheeks.

It had been too long, feeling like their family had been apart for a century. The taste of it was truly unbearable, something she never wanted to experience again in her lifetime.

"Mom, don't cry here. Dad's been acquitted; this is a happy occasion. Let's go celebrate," Brayden walked over and gently patted Mrs. Wright's shoulder. "I've reserved a private room at Balfax Hotel for us. Let's have a meal, welcome Dad back, and thank Franklin for helping with his exoneration."

"Brayden, you're absolutely right," Mrs. Wright nodded. "Let's go."

They moved forward, and the journalists surprisingly didn't dare to crowd around. Under the imposing presence of Franklin, they instinctively made way, watching as the group got into two black cars and drove away, leaving them in the dust.

Sylvia and Franklin took one car, and the Wright family took the other.

Cody's acquittal brought immense joy to Brayden, who promptly booked several tables at Balfax Hotel. He excitedly called some of Cody's old friends and comrades to join the celebration. However, the responses were unexpected.

Many of those who had once considered Cody a close friend turned down the invitations.

Brayden fell into silence for a while, his voice tinged with guilt. "Dad, there's something I need to tell you."

Cody, with a gentle expression, asked, "What is it?"

Brayden struggled to find the right words.

Mrs. Wright glanced at him sideways and asked, "Are those uncles and aunts of yours coming?"

It was only then that Cody realized his wife and son had invited other people. Given his current status, having been acquitted but without a job, he immediately understood his son's unspoken words.

Now that he was no longer in power, those people probably wanted nothing to do with him, even though he had been proven innocent.

But to Cody, it didn't matter.

"Today's welcome-back feast might not have many attendees, just our family and Franklin," Brayden said, his voice heavy with disappointment.

Cody's eyes dimmed briefly, but he smiled and understood his son's intentions.

He was acquitted, and Brayden wanted to throw a grand celebration to show everyone that he was innocent. However, these people now had thin skin and weren't willing to attend without a sense of obligation.

"Dad, I thought you'd finally be out, proven innocent, and I wanted to make it a cheerful event. But... many people said they had other commitments," Brayden said, growing more disheartened as he spoke.

Chad: [I'm still in Middle Evroya, really want to come back! Annoying!]

Sylvia shared the address in the group: [Waiting for you all.]

After posting, she called Jonathan, "Lunch at Balfax Hotel at noon. It's my brother-in-law's welcome-back feast, and my sister is there too. Bring your mom; they used to be great friends."

Jonathan, Jasper, and Franklin had all met before. Jonathan was the young master of the Bennett family and a well-known esports player.

She then called Adriel, "Old man, come over to Balfax Hotel for a meal."

Sylvia wasn't finished. She made another call, "Weston, come to Balfax Hotel for a meal."

They all knew Weston, the owner of that auction. He had extensive connections in Urgford and was a prominent figure.

But even such a person had to listen when Sylvia called.

Still not enough, Sylvia dialed another number, "Blake, are you in Urgford? How about joining us for a meal?"

Blake...

The name sounded strangely familiar, and Jasper had a vague sense of déjà vu, but he couldn't recall where he had heard it.

The calls continued, and after Blake, there was someone named Arian, from the Dawson family?

Jasper felt a bit overwhelmed.

It seemed that Miss Andrews knew quite a few people in Urgford.

Jasper also thought of something else: their Howlett family had a reputation in Urgford, and he decided to invite Mrs. Howlett for lunch. He sent her a Facebook message, "Mom, come to Balfax Hotel for lunch at noon and join the gathering. Yes, Miss Andrews is here. Mr. Maskelyne is also here."

Franklin watched Sylvia closely. She was flipping through her phone contacts, her delicate and beautiful face slightly lowered, her sharp chin giving her an extra touch of charm. Her demeanor was exceptionally cool, yet impossible to ignore.

At the entrance of Balfax Hotel, Katie and Kareem, the siblings, sat in a corner of the lobby, gazing out of the window casually.

"It's your birthday today, and Uncle invited many celebrities to celebrate with you. Why aren't you happy?" Kareem took a sip from his water glass.

Katie pouted, "It's the same every year, just eating and banquets. It's so boring."

Her eyes glanced toward the entrance, where a familiar face was greeting guests. When she saw that face, her whole body tensed, and her voice cracked.

"Why is he here?"