After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 636 After returning to the room, Franklin pulled her onto the couch. His face was cold and stern, his eyes icy. "Cody's injuries were not an accident. It seems that some people are deliberately targeting him." "The more they want to target Cody, the less we can ignore it," Sylvia said with a hint of severity in her eyes.

Yesterday when they first stepped into the prison yard, she heard the sheriff on the phone addressing someone as Ritter! This afternoon, she would meet with Mrs. Ritter.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Brayden brought Sylvia to a private room at a club as promised.

Standing in front of the door of the private room, Brayden raised his hand and knocked. They heard a voice from inside say, "Come in." As soon as they entered the private room, Sylvia saw an extremely elegant lady sitting on a sofa and holding a highball glass filled with red liquid that she gracefully swirled around with her fingers painted in Chanel nail polish.

She wore an updo hairstyle and black silk stockings paired with high heels along with an oversized black fur coat draped over her shoulders.

The heating was turned on inside this cozy private space, but Sylvia felt like she was still out of place here among these elites.

"Master Keturah?" Mrs. Ritter pursed her lips slightly and gestured for Sylvia and Brayden to sit down before speaking again, "Please have a seat." Sylvia sat quietly across from Mrs. Ritter, waiting for her to speak, as if anticipating what would come next.

Mrs. Ritter did not expect Master Keturah - who had been rumored about - to be so young and beautiful; standing out even among all those beauties within entertainment circles including award-winning actresses or models who were considered top-tier celebrities themselves! Especially given that air of elegance surrounding Master Keturah which made it almost impossible for anyone's gaze not be drawn towards her.

But good appearance meant nothing to those real socialites within Urgford's upper echelon circles! In Mrs. Ritter's opinion, someone like Master Keturah could only take on several apprentices or students at best while lacking any other notable talents or skills beyond music.

"Mrs. Ritter, I'm curious why you invited me here today," said Sylvia, getting straight down business after taking their seats.

"Well, it seems like Master Brayden hasn't given you much information.” Mrs. Ritter smiled before continuing, "My daughter Ashlyn loves music very much. | heard that you have won international awards and you're also president of International Piano Association, so | wanted to invite you over as my daughter's teacher.” Sylvia raised an eyebrow, her cool gaze swept across Mrs. Ritter. "I'm sorry, but | have no plans to take on any apprentices." She had only taught Jenna so far and didn't have the time or inclination to teach anyone else.

Mrs. Ritter's face darkened at Sylvia's words, but she quickly composed herself when she remembered Sylvia's status in the music industry and her abilities. "Master Keturah, please don't reject me just yet. Why not appreciate my daughter's talent before deciding?" As Mrs. Ritter spoke, a glass partition in the private room slowly rose up to reveal a piano with a woman sitting in front of it playing Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata”. The music flowed from her fingertips and filled the spacious room.

The performance was good, but Sylvia wasn't interested.

Mrs. Ritter beamed with pride - this was her masterpiece! Her daughter would become one of the top socialites and receive the best education possible - envied by all other socialites.

After finishing playing, Mrs. Ritter turned to Sylvia with a smile on her face and asked for some advice, "Master Keturah, how do you think of my daughter's performance?" Sylvia sitting on the sofa glanced at Ashlyn before speaking nonchalantly. "It was okay, not bad." Everyone could tell that Sylvia wasn't impressed by what she heard.

Mrs. Ritter suppressed her anger and tried again, "Since it wasn't bad, why not take my daughter under your wing?" She continued without waiting for an answer from Sylvia, "After all, about what Master Brayden has entrusted me with, | can certainly help him out.” Sylvia lazily lifted her eyes before settling them on Mrs. Ritter's shrewd face. "Mrs. Ritter. I'm not against taking on an apprentice.

However, Cody is suffering in prison right now. How do you plan to help him?" "My mother is the distinguished lady of the Ritters family! Do you think she's just some ordinary housewife? Her connections are beyond compare — especially since my grandfather was one of founding fathers who received countless medals during his lifetime!" Ashlyn interjected confidently.

Suddenly there came a familiar voice from beside piano.

Sylvia glanced up and saw Ashlyn, who had been playing the piano earlier, turn around and adjust her shoulder-length hair. The familiar face immediately caught Sylvia's attention.

Ashlyn looked at Sylvia with a haughty expression on her face. Their eyes met, but Ashlyn's arrogant demeanor quickly changed as she exclaimed in a sharp voice, "What are you doing here?!"