After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 933

"No, it's impossible!" Alondra took four or five steps back and then sat down on a chair. She shouted in frustration, "How dare you say that about me? I've never had a failure! It was his own health that caused the problem!"

Her face was extremely pale as if she were sick. Her left cheek was swollen like a steamed bun from being slapped, and her fierce expression made her look terrifying.

Where was the dignified demeanor of a medical expert?

Sabrina stood among the crowd, feeling dizzy. Her mentor had been involved in such a scandal; what would she do now? Could she still make it in the medical field? Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Mrs. Ritter snapped out of her shock and started pounding on the chair like a shrew while shouting at Alondra, "Everyone come see! Alondra is a murderer! She killed my husband!"

Ashlyn didn't care about her shoes being trampled on by others as she waddled over to Sylvia's side. It seemed like this was their first time meeting each other.

Sylvia's face was perfect - beautiful and delicate - but without any expression as she looked at everyone around them.

It seemed like they were all unimportant people.

"My dad became brain-dead... but he didn't die." Ashlyn laughed through tears; she didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

Especially after experiencing the pain and anger of having her father declared dead before him suddenly being saved by someone who had once been an enemy to them both - even though he ended up becoming brain-dead instead - at least his life had been saved; he wouldn't have to turn into ashes or mud anymore.

Tears streamed down Ashlyn's cheeks.

She knelt down in front of Sylvia. "I'm sorry Sylvia... my mom and I weren't good before. We shouldn't have done those things that hurt you and Jenna."

Three consecutive sounds echoed through the room as if Ashlyn finally realized how ugly she really was inside. She lay prostrate at Sylvia's feet while Sylvia appeared godlike from above looking down upon all living beings below her feet.

"I won't do it again," Ashlyn said with tears streaming down her face while wiping them away with one hand. "I don't expect your forgiveness but I want to thank you for saving my dad from death's grip... even though he became brain-dead instead."

She stood up from where she knelt on the ground. She never thought there would come a day when Sylvia would lend out helping hands towards them both so generously.

If roles were reversed between them two, then there's no way Ashlyn could've done what Sylvia did for their family today – not even close...

Sylvia remained expressionless, her demeanor cold. "If I had known the patient was your father, I wouldn't have come. I don't want to be involved with the Ritter family in any way."

"But regardless, you saved my father's life," Ashlyn's heart felt like it had been pricked by needles. The mix of emotions made her feel like she had grown up in an instant.

Dragging her barefooted foot behind her, she walked towards Mrs. Ritter and said, "Mom, I won't argue with Ms. Wolfe anymore. Fighting is pointless. She made a medical mistake and the hospital will handle it - it's not our problem. If they compensate us for damages, then we'll accept it; if not that's okay too. As long as my dad is still alive, we shouldn't give up."

"Mrs. Ritter, do you believe in karma? Do you think bad deeds lead to bad consequences?" Sylvia stood outside of the crowd with hands in pockets and eyes piercing through them onto Mrs. Ritter.

Mrs. Ritter looked up at Sylvia with a pale face; her lips trembled twice before speaking dryly. "What... what do you mean?"

"It means that because your family has done so many bad things... this is karma," Sylvia smiled at Mrs. Ritter beautifully while saying this. "I suggest that from now on you should do more good deeds or else those who live by the sword die by the sword."

"You..." Mrs. Ritter wanted to get angry but Ashlyn stopped her. "Mom, please don't act like this! Dr. Sylvia saved Dad's life!"

"I suggest that Trala Automotive should recall all their vehicles nationwide and pay compensation for damages caused by them," Sylvia continued nonchalantly while giving out conclusions as if declaring bankruptcy for such a large corporation was just an everyday thing. "Also the Ritter Group's stocks are continuously falling – if they fall any further they'll declare bankruptcy soon enough- before then maybe compensation can still be paid?"

But Mrs. Ritters felt thunderstruck!

"No! That's impossible! If we recall all our vehicles and pay compensation, we'll definitely go bankrupt!"

"But if you don't recall or compensate, your stocks will keep falling!" Sylvia laughed again. "You might as well sell off all your shares for money to compensate."

She shook her head disapprovingly. "It seems like Mrs. Ritter hasn't learned anything yet!"

Mrs. Ritter's face became even uglier; she seemed to age instantly.

Now Donovan has become a vegetable... the Ritter family have finally fallen apart...

She couldn't help but cover her face with her hands and cry out loud. "Mom..." Ashlyn hugged her with sympathy, "Mom, we will be okay in the future."

"The Ritter family has been ruined by your father and me. What are you going to do?" Mrs. Ritter cried bitterly.

However, it did not evoke any sympathy from anyone.

Everything was their own fault.

The sensational Tesla car brake failure incident finally came to an end. After the Ritter Group proposed a recall of cars for full compensation, the Ritter Group declared bankruptcy after the compensation ended.

The news that Donovan, the president of The Ritter Group became a vegetable also became a hot topic among people on streets and alleys. Alondra's medical accident also made headlines in medical journals directly.

Alondra's reputation was completely ruined in the medical field.

The hospital directly fired her and Alondra had to bear Donovan's compensation money herself.

Alondra had some savings for many years, so she wouldn't be penniless.

But her career was destroyed too miserably.

She was so angry that she didn't eat or drink for several days until Presley came over to persuade her and Katie also came over to comfort her.

"Sylvia is really our nemesis! I'm so angry! Let my brother take revenge!" Alondra angrily threw another cup down on the ground again

Katie quickly comforted her. "Aunt Alondra, don't worry about it. When we get home, I'll tell Dad about it; he knows some researchers like Tyrell who is very capable."

Presley patted Alondra on the back. "Don't be too angry; your family can afford you anyway. These people are really something else - just because there were some minor accidents they fired you? Fortunately, you still have a laboratory in your hands; if this laboratory is gone too, then you'll really become idle."

"You reminded me," said Alondra nodding at Presley's words,"I can collaborate with Tyrell and his wife."

Previously, Tyrell had met them before discussing research related issues regarding new drugs as well.

She suddenly realized something important which made sneer at herself while raising an eyebrow. "When I develop new things myself, I'll see who dares look down upon me."

"The Ritter family has been completely disgraced from Urgford now. In the future, when we talk about the four major families or the five great aristocratic families, the name of the Ritter family will never appear again," Presley laughed uncontrollably. "The Ritters used to walk around with such arrogance wherever they went. Now... hehe..."

"Yeah, that's right. They brought it upon themselves," Alondra sneered. "Ashlyn probably won't find anyone brave enough to marry her in the future. Which nobleman would marry someone from such a fallen family? Our Katie has a promising future ahead of her."

"Speaking of which, Katie, do you have a crush on any boys?"

Presley winked at Katie, "If you do, Auntie can help you make a connection."

Katie was a bit bewildered. How did the conversation suddenly turn to her?

"No, no," she said hastily, getting up to leave. "Well then, Aunt Presley, Aunt Alondra, I'll be off! I came back on leave, and I still have to shoot scenes with Larro!"

She dashed off before anyone could say anything else.

After Sylvia's surgery, she left the hospital directly and headed to the airport.

In the dim night, Samuel drove with a look of apology. "I'm sorry, boss. I didn't know you had a feud with the Ritter family."

"It's okay," Sylvia said lightly. "The Ritter family is finished. I hope heartless businesses like theirs will be fewer in the future."

She rubbed her forehead and glanced at the swiftly passing scenery outside the window.

It was spring now, but Urgford's weather remained cold, especially at night.

Luckily, Larro had a temperate climate all year round. In terms of livability, Larro was better.

The car smoothly pulled into the airport parking lot, and Sylvia got out directly. She hadn't brought any luggage, just a small bag.

"Alright, let's go back."

She glanced at Samuel, but he got out of the car and stood in front of her. "Boss..."

"What is it?" Sylvia looked at him, puzzled by his hesitation.

Under the gaze of her clear eyes, Samuel's heart raced. Despite his age, he still felt a bit defenseless against the invisible aura she exuded.

"The International Medical Association is holding a grand event. Only practitioners who have published five or more papers in international medical journals are eligible to attend. We used to have Alondra and now it's only you... Alondra probably can't make it now, so the chairman of our medical association asked me to inquire if you could guide some new researchers with their papers and also attend the medical event."

Sylvia smiled. "So it's just this? I thought it was something serious! Sure, send me their papers via email, and I'll take a look when I have some free time in the next few days."

"Mainly these few people, some have published three papers, some four. It would be a shame to miss this opportunity..." Samuel said apologetically. He hadn't expected Sylvia to agree so readily.

"When is the event?" Sylvia glanced at her phone. She still had time before boarding.

She didn't mind chatting with Samuel for a little longer.