Chapter 773
Brayden watched the video and became angry. "The Ritter family is so rich that they can even buy off
this bullied olddy. They can even release a rification video."
Jenna''s face turned pink, her cherry lips slightly parted, and her clear eyes stared at the video. "The
Ritter family is too scary."
It seems that money really does make the world go round. How could they do such a thing? This is like
turning the tables on them; their previous release of Ashlyn''s bad temper and spoiled image has been
redeemed by this video clip.
"We should go downstairs," Brayden put away his phone with a serious expression, naturally taking
Jenna''s small hand as he walked outside.
Jenna blushed at his natural gesture but knew that now was not the time for romance; it was important
to figure out how to deal with the situation.
Inside the restaurant, Cody and Mrs. Wright sat at a table with an intense atmosphere.
Lexie didn''t know what had happened exactly but saw Secretary Cody answer a call before his face
turned dark.
She quickly brought all of their food to their table before leaving them alone.
"Dad, the Ritter family has made new moves," Brayden said eagerly as soon as he sat down.
"I already know," Cody replied in a deep voice. "The Ritter family is indeed difficult to handle; we just hit
them back after they hit us."
"But they clearly cheated!" Brayden gritted his teeth in anger. "What should we do now?"
"Hmph... even if they find another olddy witness again, it''s still true that Ashlyn pushed Jenna," Cody
sneered coldly. "They haven''t wonpletely yet."
"Moreover, although the Ritter family is rich and controls Graley Piano Competition through Mrs. Ritter''s
influence on Piano Association... do they really think winning it will be easy?" Cody looked serious as
he continued speaking, "We need to consider this matter carefully since there are no breakthroughs
from Ashlyn''s side."
"There must be other ces where we can seek help," he added while thinking about how someone
hired by the Ritters almost killed him. He couldn''t let this slide without any consequences! Besides,
there were also some people who were caught during that incident. Maybe one of them knows
something more about who orchestrated everything behind-the-scenes... It looks like more effort needs
to be put into investigating these matters further!
"Let''s eat first," Mrs. Wright said, feeling anxious. But she still looked at Jenna with concern. "Jenna,
you''re leaving for thepetition in a few days. How''s your pieceing along?"
Jenna looked hesitant. "I wrote one, but I don''t know if it''s any good. I sent it to Sylvia and hope she
can give me some feedback."
"It''s okay, it''s just apetition," Mrs. Wright reassured her daughter. "You''re still young and if this
doesn''t work out, we can try again next time."
She served Jenna some food and continued speaking to both of her children, "Now that your father has
be an official in Urgford, you''ve seen how power hasn''t brought us any benefits - only traps
everywhere we turn. So when you go out there to do things or speak up for yourselves, be careful with
what you say."
"We understand," Brayden nodded.
Jenna tilted her head like an attentive student listening carefully to the lesson.
Brayden couldn''t help but feel drawn to her delicate charm.
Just as the Wright family was figuring out how to deal with the Ritter family situation, Cody received a
phone call.
"Cody, that video is fake," came Sylvia''s calm voice on the other end of the line.
"I know it''s fake; The Ritter family must have paid off that olddy who made up those false
documents," Cody replied confidently.
"No no no... I mean that olddy is fake too! The one who got into a fight with Ashlyn wasn''t even her!"
Sylvia spoke coldly yet calmly as always, exuding an air ofposure even in tense situations like this
one.
"What are you talking about?" Cody was surprised by this revtion from Sylvia.
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"The Ritter family just found some random olddy; they blurred out her face so nobody knows what
she really looks like!" Sylvia exined patiently while rolling her eyes at how desperate their opponents
were getting now.
It seemed like there was nothing Sylvia didn''t know about...
"How did you find out?" Cody asked curiously again.
As if there were anything going on in this world without Sylvia knowing about it?
"Because... I was actually there!" With those words spoken firmly by Sylvia''s lips over the phone line
before hanging up abruptly once more.
Sylvia then noticed someone had entered into room without knocking – closing door behind them – so
she quickly put away her phone.
She lifted up her head only see a man walking towards him before pocketing cell phone back inside
purse once more...
Franklin walked towards her step by step, with a seductive smile on his lips and his gaze fixed straight
on her.
The man stood in front of her and asked, "Have you finished your phone call?"
"Yes." Sylvia nodded, only to see Franklin''s smile deepen and be more genuine. Sylvia couldn''t
quite understand what this man was up to.
Franklin suddenly lifted her up by the waist and ced her on the table, making her face him at eye
level.
Sylvia looked confused with a question mark on her face, "?"
Franklin suddenly leaned in close and whispered in a low voice, "Then I can kiss you."
Sylvia looked closely into the man''s eyes, his pupils were particrly captivating.
"Do I look so handsome that you can''t take your eyes off me?" Franklin''s tone remained calm, not at all
like he was flirting with her, but his Adam''s apple bobbed up and down as if he was suppressing
something.
Sylvia gradually realized that the way men looked at her was like they were sizing up prey, which was
She instinctively tried to push him away, but ended up being counterattacked by the man.
He lowered his head and urately wordlessly captured her lips, as if a hunter suddenlyunching an
attack.
The man held her waist with one hand and leaned on the nearby table with the other.
For a while, he didn''t let go of her.
"Franklin!" Sylvia called out angrily to him.
The man''s gaze was extremely aggressive as he deeply scrutinized her rosy little face. "You''re going to
the Graley Piano Competition in a few days, will you take me with you?"
In Sylvia''s ears, it sounded like saying, "If you dare to leave me behind, I will keep kissing you until you
agree to take me with you today."
Did she understand correctly?
At this moment, Franklin immediately hugged her in his arms again, his eyes seemed to want to tear
her apart.
At this moment, there suddenly came a sound of footsteps from outside the door.
Sylvia struggled with all her might to break free from the man''s grasp.
"Franklin, are you crazy? This is your MI6 office."
Franklin, who was pushed, is breathing unsteadily.
Two buttons on the shirt havee undone, and the cor is wrinkled.
Sylvia couldn''t help but admit that Franklin was oozing with sex appeal and was incredibly charming.
Just then, there was a knock on the door and Sylvia jumped off the table.
"Come in," Franklin''s voice sounded husky.
"Master Franklin, the club from Ritter Group has invited us to y a friendly game against them at MI6.
Should we ept?" Vaughn rushed in with his report.
Ritter Group?
Again, Ritter Group?
This was clearly a tant provocation.
All of Club Ritter''s yers were professional basketball yers who had even won awards in domestic
basketballpetitions.
They actually invited MI6, an amateur team, to y basketball against them?
This was clearly their way of humiliating MI6.
First they humiliated Cody and now they wanted to humiliate MI6 too?
Franklin''s face darkened slightly as he coldly chuckled. "Of course we should ept!"
"If we don''t ept it, won''t people look down on us?" Sylvia raised her eyebrows challengingly.
Did they really think that MI6 had no one capable enough?
MI6 had a huge area which included a basketball court where employees often participated in sports
activities. Although there might be some differences between amateurs and professionals, it wasn''t like
they werepletely inferior either.
Moreover, one of the basic requirements for joining MI6 was martial arts proficiency or at least self-
defense skills.
Did outsiders really think that all employees at MI6 were weaklings who couldn''t defend themselves?
"Can we schedule the league game for Saturday?" Vaughn asked Franklin.
"Yes. We''ll have training every night until then," Franklin replied sternly. "Everyone who wants to
participate can sign up and will be selected based on merit."
"Yes Master Franklin."
Every club has its own base which includes training grounds and headquarters.
Club Ritter is backed by The Ritter Group so it is wealthy beyond measure; everything within their base
exudes luxury.
The club manager stared incredulously when he heard his assistant''s report: "What did you say? Did
you say that even MI6 epted?"
"Yes! They want to schedule it for Saturday," replied the assistant looking equally amazed while
scrolling through Facebook
"It''s ridiculous that he dared to ept the challenge. Franklin really doesn''t know his ce. Our club is
professional, and there''s no way MI6 can win!" The managerughed triumphantly. "Let''s immediately
tweet the time of the match to our followers. And even though it''s a friendly game, since we''re the ones
who initiated the challenge, we have every right to arrange everything."
"Manager, what do you mean?" The assistant was a little confused.
"You''re so naive! We can''t charge admission for a friendly game, but why not livestream it? Hurry up
and post a preview of the livestream on our club''s short video ount." The manager tapped his
assistant on the head. "And let''s get some more sponsors on board too. We need to hype up this
match as much as possible so that... MI6 will lose face even more!"