After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 909

Chapter 909

Mr. Ritter felt like he had just been drenched in ice-cold water, his eyes fixed on his phone in disbelief. What was he going to do? Endless panic and fear swept over him.

Jasper watched Mr. Ritter's reaction closely, a cold smirk on his face. "What's wrong? Did your backer abandon you?" Mr. Ritter was surprised - how did Jasper know about that?

But he refused to admit it and tried to sound confident as he replied, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

Jasper rolled his eyes impatiently. "Who is behind you? My boss knows everything. Do you really think we're clueless?"

He continued with a threatening tone, "You better take down all of your articles slandering Mr. Maskelyne and Miss Andrews immediately! And those videos too! Then publicly apologize for everything and say it was all a misunderstanding."

Mr. Ritter shook his head frantically, "No way!"

He knew if he helped Franklin with this scheme, Mrs. Ritter would be furious with him; the consequences would be dire.

"Impossible?" Jasper chuckled softly before signaling for several black-clad men to surround Mr. Ritter.

One man held a knife against his neck while another pressed one against his face; they pinned him tightly against the wall like an insect specimen mounted for display.

"How about we try something else then?" Jasper pulled out a knife from nowhere as well.

Just then, one of the black-clad men picked up an orange from the fruit tray on the office table and placed it on top of Mr. Ritter's head.

Jasper grinned mischievously at him, "Let's see if I can hit this orange!"

Mr. Ritter turned pale as sweat dripped down from every pore; fear consumed him completely when Jasper threw the knife towards him!

"No! No!" He screamed hysterically with closed eyes while covering himself up but suddenly heard a loud thud instead of feeling any pain or blood gushing out!

The blade had pierced through the orange cleanly without harming even one hair strand of poor trembling man standing there petrified!

A few drops of juice splattered onto Mr. Ritters' face, making it look even more pathetic than before...

He looked like he had just been pulled out of a pond, drenched in sweat.

He gasped for air, still alive... he hadn't died.

His eyes were unfocused as he looked at Jasper. When Jasper raised the knife again to throw it at him, he weakly cried out, "Whatever you say is true..."

"I'll clarify everything soon. Don't throw the knife again, I'm scared..." He was so scared that he almost wet his pants and his legs were shaking uncontrollably. He couldn't bear this mental torture any longer.

"If you had just listened to me earlier and behaved yourself, you wouldn't have suffered like this." Jasper elegantly handed the knife to a man in black beside him and wiped his hands with a handkerchief.

He sneered at Mr. Ritter with disdainful eyes. "Also, don't try to get back that hundred thousand dollars from their parents; they've already suffered enough."

"What?" Mr. Ritter was stunned. "I can't get it back? They didn't help me achieve anything... why should I..."

"Because I can take your life anytime," Jasper smiled gently but menacingly at him. "It's either your life or the money; choose one."

"My life! My life! Don't worry; I won't ask them for that hundred thousand dollars anymore!" Mr. Ritter felt like he had been tortured beyond words.

The clarification tweet was quickly sent out by Morningbreeze website official Twitter account. It was all a misunderstanding caused by overzealous parents who spoke too harshly about Franklin and Sylvia's reputation damage issue; apologies are offered on behalf of everyone involved.

After this tweet went viral on social media platforms such as Starchaser Daily News and Starchaser Evening News also shared it.

The scandalous 18 hikers incident came to an end immediately after that tweet went online.

The most confused people were the parents. "Is it over now? We don't have to memorize our lines anymore?"

"I guess not."

"What about our remaining hundred thousand dollars? Will we still get them?"

"I don't know!"

Just as they were feeling lost and bewildered, Mr. Ritter rushed towards them with an assistant carrying a bag in tow before stopping right in front of these parents' group.

They stared at Mr. Ritter incredulously because normally speaking, Mr. Ritter would be dressed up impeccably wearing designer suits while sporting expensive watches without even having dust on his shoes but now... Mr. Ritter looked disheveled from head-to-toe with sweat pouring down his face .

"This is the remaining one hundred thousand dollars, each person gets a share. After you receive it, I hope that everyone will not mention anything about what happened these past few days. This matter is over."

Mr. Ritter's assistant began handing out the money to everyone and once he finished, Mr. Ritter had a serious look on his face.

"I hope that everyone keeps their mouths shut from now on. We are even and have no further obligations to each other."

He didn't want anything more to do with this situation or else Franklin would send people after him again and make his life miserable.

"My dear sister-in-law, you're so good to me! When Franklin came after me, you abandoned me but now you blame me for betraying you? We're just using each other."

Mrs. Ritter slapped him across his face with a loud smack. "You useless piece of trash! What do we have to fear from someone like Franklin?"

"If there's nothing to fear, then why didn't you come earlier? Why did it take my leaving for you to show up? Are your threats only effective when someone has my back?" Mr. Ritter sneered at her sarcastically while wiping blood off his hand which was covered in red stains.

The parents who had been hiding near the door all along couldn't help but watch this terrifying scene unfold before their eyes.

Mauricio's mother whispered softly. "Although Mr. Ritter threatened us earlier on, we can't just stand by idly after receiving two hundred thousand dollars."

"I'll call the police."

"I'll record video evidence."

Mrs. Ritter overheard their whispers at the door but couldn't make out what they were saying clearly.

"Who are these people?" She asked coldly while her henchmen charged forward like madmen and dragged these parents outside one by one.

Looking at them, Mrs. Ritter sneered. "Look at these losers - they're all poor as dirt and disgusting to look at; get lost!"

The parents heard her words and quickly ran towards the elevator button, trying desperately to escape this situation; however, right when they pressed it open, the elevator doors opened, revealing police officers stationed next door who had received a phone call alerting them about something happening upstairs. They rushed up immediately only to find Mr. Ritter beaten bloody lying helpless on the ground.

"Mrs. Ritter, please come with us," said the lead police officer. He and Mr. Ritter were neighbors and had a bit of a relationship.

Upon seeing Mr. Ritter covered in blood from being beaten, the officer became angry. "According to regulations, those who engage in group fights will be punished. Let's go!"

"Do you know who I am? How dare you come over here and arrest me?" Mrs. Ritter was so angry that smoke seemed to be coming out of her head.

"You broke the law, so it's necessary for you to come with me," replied the police officer with a smile on his face.

"Do you want your subordinates to attack the police?"

Mrs. Ritter's face turned as red as liver when she heard this remark; she was furious and gritted her teeth tightly.

"Fine! You all just wait for me!" She stormed off in frustration while stomping on her high heels.

The police helped Mr. Ritter up and walked towards the elevator together."