After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities
Chapter 767

Chapter 767

After Sylvia finished washing up and came to the dining table, she sawa box of cold medicine already placed on it. She sat down and heardFranklin's deep voice say, "The delivery guy just brought the medicine.We'll make a packet later."

Sylvia nodded her head, feeling warm inside. In fact, she thought thatwith her physical condition, she didn't need to take any medication for aminor cold.

Jasper came out carrying a bag of sandwiches.

Franklin smirked as he picked one up and offered it to Sylvia. "Try one."Sylvia glanced at him sideways; he was wearing a shirt and trouserswith his long legs crossed elegantly, holding his breakfast cup in hand.His shirt buttons were neatly fastened all the way up to the top button -even his male hormones seemed to be buttoned there too.

His handsome features were bathed in morning sunlight as he movedgracefully - every movement exuding an aura of restraint yet seduction.Sylvia looked away suddenly as her heart skipped a beat.

After breakfast, they set off for the hospital with several gifts andflowers prepared along the way.

Inside an ordinary ward at the hospital, Brayden was sitting on a chairpeeling apples for Cody when Mrs. Wright and Jenna walked incarrying food boxes. "The hospital meals aren't bad after all; it is still abig hospital,” Mrs. Wright said as they entered.

Jenna placed her buns on the table; today she had tied her hair intohigh ponytail looking cute and playful wearing yellow dress under whitecoat paired with small Martin boots making her look youthful yetadorable despite being slightly thin due to recent busyness which madepeople reluctant to look away from her face full of collagen withoutmuch makeup applied .

Brayden cut some apple into slices after peeling them, "Do you wantsome fruit?"

Jenna shook her head: "I had some breakfast earlier at restaurant;these are for Godfather and you."

Mrs. Wright held onto Jenna's hand. “This child has lost weight recentlyfollowing you around Urgford eating so little.” She spoke while glancingover towards Cody lying on bed, "Has Mr. President said where we willbe staying?"

Cody glanced at his phone, where Jorge had sent him the address.“Looks like we'll be staying in a big complex, not too far from thehospital.” They would have to go through some formalities beforechecking in, but that would have to wait until he was discharged.

"Well, that's good news," Mrs. Wright sighed. "Once we're settled inthere, I'll take care of you and fatten you up a bit. You're way tooskinny."

“Thank you so much,” Jenna felt touched by her words. She hesitatedfor a moment before speaking up again. "The Piano Association justmessaged me on Facebook and told me to attend their meeting at teno'clock tonight. Godfather and godmother, I'm going there first."“Brayden, why don't you accompany Jenna?" Mrs. Wright suggestedquickly. "You're still young and can get along well with people from theassociation; if anyone bullies you or Jenna, make sure to tell yourbrother or me right away."

Jenna smiled sweetly at them both. "No one will bully me." Braydentook her out of the ward straight down into the underground parking lot.The car headed towards Urgford Piano Association while Jenna kepther head low without taking any interest in looking outside.

Brayden sensed something was off with her mood. "What's wrong? DidMrs. Ritter give you a hard time? Did she say anything mean?"

Ever since they had asked Mrs. Ritter for help networking to save Codylast time which didn't work out as planned; she had been constantlysarcastic towards Jenna - showing displeasure openly or subtly - thosemembers of Urgford Piano Association were just opportunists who wentwherever they saw benefits.

She sighed inwardly; if Brayden found out about this behavior from Mrs.Ritter, he would definitely confront her on behalf of Jenna.

The Ritter family held significant power within Urgford while the Wrightfamily treated her exceptionally well - she didn't want any troublebecause of herself which could affect the Wrights’ reputation negatively.So she forced herself to smile: "It's nothing really - I'm just a smallmember who doesn't see much of her anyway."

Originally part of Larro Piano Association back home but when shecame over here recently Larro was preparing for joint concerts withUrgford so its president handed over this task specifically forcoordination between these two associations.

Recently every time they communicated, it left an emotional toll onJenna. Even though it wasn't physically tiring, almost all proposalssubmitted by Jenna were rejected by Mrs. Ritter.

Jenna arrived at the entrance of the Piano Association quickly, got outof the car and waved to Brayden. "Brayden, drive slower. I'm going innow."

"Call me if you need anything." Brayden watched her back as shewalked away, feeling like there was something on her mind.

Jenna took the elevator and pressed 13th floor - where the PianoAssociation was located.

As soon as she stepped out of the elevator on 13th floor, she saw tworeceptionists chatting quietly with each other.

"Hey, have you heard about Graley Piano Competition? It's aninternational competition and it's super difficult to win. Our associationhasn't had a winner for three years in a row. Every year we get brushedoff, especially for that composition award - no one has ever won itbefore. Composition requires real musical talent.”

“Yeah exactly! Playing piano is all about technique and talent; even ifwe can't get first place, we can still get second place at least. Butcomposition is just too hard! They're all trembling while signing up fordifferent competitions but no one wants to sign up for this compositionaward."

"But if we don't sign up, then it'll be really embarrassing! We representUrgford Piano Association which represents H Rovirsa as a whole. Iwonder how Mrs. Ritter would react?"

Listening to their conversation made Jenna feel uneasy.

And sure enough when she entered the conference room, almosteveryone was already seated inside.

She quickly found a corner seat and tried to minimize her presencethere.

Mrs. Ritter sat at the head table with stern eyes scanning over Jennabriefly before checking her watch again, saying, “We will start ourmeeting in five minutes’ time so please take some time to look throughour agenda first."

Jenna knew that composing wasn't beyond her ability but... she didn'tlike being in front of people; it made her feel uncomfortable especiallysince she lacked confidence compared with those internationallyrenowned musicians.

So... she decided not to participate in any category; just be an observeron this occasion instead.

Whispers from other members could be heard around Jenna every nowand then:

"Hey what category are you entering?"

“I'm definitely playing the piano!"

"Are you going classical or modern?"

“I'll go classical.”

“In that case I'll go modern."

"We play the piano, we're not composers. The president insists onhaving someone participate in the composition competition this year...it's just ridiculous.”

"Who knows what she's thinking, as long as it's not me. Going therewould be embarrassing! Why bother signing up?”

Several people were discussing when Mrs. Ritter's voice interruptedthem once again, "Quiet down everyone, we're starting the meetingnow."

The entire room fell silent.

“I'm sure you all know that our Urgford Piano Association has alwaysbeen at a disadvantage in the Graley Piano Competition every year,especially in terms of composition. This is our weakness. If we don'tsubmit a composition award this year, we will definitely be ridiculed byother overseas countries."

"As president of the piano association, I am deeply saddened by thisand therefore announce that Jenna will participate in the compositionaward registration. Jenna, you better send your piece to both GraleyPiano Competition organizers and judges within a week."

As soon as Mrs. Ritter spoke these words out loud, everyone wasshocked and surprised.

"Oh my god! The president directly named that girl from Larro!"

"How ridiculous! What kind of talent can a girl from such a small placelike Larro have? She'll embarrass us all when she fails!"

"We may not win first prize for participating but even if we get second orthird place it's still better than getting nothing at all which would behumiliating."

Jenna sat pale-faced in her seat; she never expected Mrs. Ritter toforce her into registering for something so extreme.

She took some time before speaking up slowly, "Mrs. Ritter... I don'twant to register.”

“This is an agreement made by all leaders of our association; everyonehas already chosen other projects to sign up for except you who hasn'tsigned up for anything yet. Jenna, you are unwilling to bring glory toyour country? Your thinking is too outdated," said Mrs. Ritter withdispleasure on her face, "This matter has been decided and there's noroom for objections from you."

"But..." Jenna wanted to say more but was interrupted by Ashlyn whosaid, "Miss Shepherd, my mother wants what's best for you. She gaveyou an opportunity so make sure you seize it well! If you really win anybig awards later on, don't forget about how much my mother helpedelevate your status today.”

"Miss Ritter, what are you joking about? Her? She must surely comelast," said one person.

"What kind of awards can someone from such small town like Larro getanyway? Ha-ha," laughed another person.

"Forget about it; if she doesn't win anything, then only she'll feelembarrassed, not us," said another person dismissively .

Mrs. Ritter smiled gracefully, "Jenna, you're still young. Even if youdon't win this time, just keep working hard and you'll eventuallysucceed.” It seemed as though she was already certain that Jennawould come back humiliated.

A little girl who thought she could conquer the world just because sheknew Sylvia for a few days?

Mrs. Ritter wouldn't even convince Sylvia to take her daughter as anapprentice.

Let's see how Jenna handles herself when faced with obstacles.