After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 777

However, what they didn't expect was that Jasper also scored a goal, the ball went into the basket with

a loud bang and landed on the ground.

The Club Ritter players instantly woke up. George, took the basketball and immediately launched an

attack towards MI6 team.

Brayden sneered and wanted to intercept him.

"What? You want to shoot a three-pointer too?"

George waved his arm trying to push Brayden away but Brayden stepped back and let George fall

short.

He shrugged his shoulders indicating that he wasn't going to stop him from shooting.

Just as the man was about to take three steps and shoot, Brayden forcefully bumped into him causing

him to miss!

George didn't fall but was called for a foul by the referee.

Brayden walked past him triumphantly. "You messed with my brothers before so I'm messing with you

now!"

George was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He protested while throwing down the ball, "Referee! He

clearly bumped into me! Why am I being penalized?"

His teammates were also angrily shouting behind him while Club Ritter fans in the audience were

beginning to get upset."Why? It's biased!"

"Why? It's not fair!"

Mrs. Ritter didn't understand basketball but she frowned at those fans and made a gesture for them to

be quiet. The fans immediately quieted down and waited for the referee's decision.

The referee looked serious. "He did bump you but it wasn't intentional! And when you took your last

step before shooting, you stepped wrong!"

Free throws weren't necessarily bad things because if someone had good skills then they could still

score points through them. It all depended on how skilled one is at controlling their shots. The likes of

Sylvia and Mrs. Wright watched calmly.

And it just so happened that George would be taking this free throw. He skillfully dribbled towards

Brayden, flipping him off before casually tossing up another shot which went straight through.

The opposing team's fans began cheering again.

However... all five members of MI6 remained expressionless as though it had nothing whatsoever do

with them.

George was instantly provoked by Franklin's expression.

Not knowing whether he felt too excited or angry, his hand shook visibly when taking his second shot,

resulting in yet another missed opportunity after hitting against rim once more.

Mrs. Wright looked at the timer, feeling a bit impatient. "There are only eight minutes left in the game. If

they take the lead and score again, we'll lose this game."

Upon hearing Mrs. Wright's words, Jenna's eyes began to well up with tears. "Come on guys, we can

do this!"

On the other hand, Cody, who understood sports, remained calm and confident in these kids' abilities.

"I had no idea they had such advanced basketball skills before; I underestimated them."

Jasper, Franklin and Brayden worked together on the court, scoring one after another and putting

pressure on their opponents.

The opposing team clearly didn't expect that an amateur player from their team could almost match

them in scoring.

After hearing their voices, Sylvia's gaze became sharp as she looked towards the ball handler.

The man held onto the ball for a while adjusting its angle as if he was worried it wouldn't go in.

He gritted his teeth before throwing it towards the basket; however, it spun around several times before

falling off of it.

Free throw pressure was still significant because sometimes being too casual could cause you to miss

more shots than usual when under stress.

At that moment when Franklin saw that ball fall down from above him, he seized his chance to strike!

He aimed for where Jasper was standing and passed him over with ease due to years of practice

working together without any hesitation or delay whatsoever!

As soon as Jasper caught hold of that ball, there wasn't any time left, so he just went straight ahead

towards Club Ritter's basket without stopping or slowing down even once until finally reaching

underneath where someone tried blocking him but failed miserably thanks largely due to Franklin's

quick thinking which allowed Jasper enough time to get past them all unscathed!

With only three minutes left on the clock, everyone watched anxiously as Franklin dribbled past Club

Ritter's players, trying desperately not to let anyone steal away possession from him before finally

arriving at three-point line outside of which lay nothing but darkness waiting patiently for its prey...

Franklin knew what needed doing now more than ever: shoot! He didn't hesitate even once taking aim

carefully then releasing his shot into air hoping against hope that somehow someway this would be

enough...

Two minutes thirty seconds later... the crowd erupted into cheers when they saw what happened next:

The basketball flew through space landing perfectly inside netting, causing everyone present including

Sylvia herself, who couldn't help but stand up clapping excitedly, while shouting out loud, "That was

amazing!"

At the moment, when the ball hit the ground, none of the Club Ritter players reacted.

While they were still in shock, Jasper snatched the ball again and leaped up, bouncing towards the

basket. He tightly gripped onto the rim and slammed it down for a powerful dunk!

The ball had been pushed into the basket again!

The members of Club Ritter were about to cry!

How could these guys be so strong?

George was the first to react, "There's only a minute and a half left, we can't let them score again!"

Now MI6 was three points ahead of them!

If they could also make a three-pointer in just one and a half minutes, it would be a tie game, which

was still better than losing to an amateur team.

However... it was obvious that George overthought the situation.

They all seemed weak and powerless, as if struggling in their last moments.

Just as George had grabbed the ball, Brayden snatched it away in a blink of an eye and went for a

three-step layup! The ball went in!

They exceeded them by five points!

Just as George was trying to steal the ball again, a whistle sounded!

The competition was over!

Club Ritter had no strength to fight back anymore. They stood there with their heads down, feeling

defeated and it took them a while to realize that they had already lost.

The whole audience cheers! The warm cheers were deafening.

Those media and reporters were shocked to record this moment.

"Did the MI6 team actually win?"

"Franklin and his team scored a lot of goals."

"They three cooperate well and have a tacit understanding."

"I have to admit, men who play basketball are really charming and handsome!"

At this moment, Franklin had arrived in front of Sylvia. The man was sweating profusely, and the strong

male hormones carried a wild scent that swept over.

The handsome face that turned the world upside down was covered in transparent beads of sweat,

which made Sylvia's heart skip a beat. She handed him the towel she had in her hand.

The man casually took it over, wiped the sweat off his cheek, took the water she opened and tilted his

head back, gulping it down.

Sylvia felt her throat tighten as she read, and she couldn't help but think that this man was dangerously

seductive.

It seemed as if the whole world around her had gone quiet, and Sylvia just stared at his charming and

handsome face in a daze.

The man was tall and the sunlight shining down on his head gave him a faint golden halo.

Mrs. Wright's excited voice came from beside, "Brayden, you guys are really amazing!"

Sylvia suddenly woke up as if from a dream, blushing slightly as she looked at Brayden and Jasper

next to her, who were also sweating profusely.

Jasper chuckled, "Master Brayden, the three of us are the golden triangle. We've just been too busy

these past two years to get together and play basketball. Did you really think we regressed?"

Jenna looked a bit puzzled, "The Golden Triangle?"

Brayden also laughed and wiped the sweat off his face. "Yeah, that's right. The three of us used to play

basketball together all the time. Soren was actually our worst player back then!"

Cody chuckled, "You guys... always surprising me. I thought Sylvia had brought me enough surprises,

but you three who have always been by my side have also brought me such a big surprise."

Unlike the joy on their side, the atmosphere at Club Ritter was gloomy. Each player wore a look of

mourning, and Mrs. Ritter's chest was filled with suppressed anger.

She almost growled, "Everyone's salary will be cut in half for six months! Do you know the importance

of our competition with MI6? You are professionals, and my Ritter family has been supporting you

useless bunch. How can professionals lose to amateurs? How will you have the face to play

professional games in the future? You might as well go home and clean toilets!"

George and the rest of them hung their heads low. Compared to Mrs. Ritter's yelling, what truly

shocked and pained them was that they had lost to an amateur team.

They were all immersed in pain, and compared to losing, what did money matter?

And at this moment, Twitter exploded with reactions.

#Club Ritter Lost

#MI6 team cooperates seamlessly to win the game

It directly climbed to the top of the trending list and even added an explosive word at the end.

Almost all netizens were leaving crazy messages, worshiping the three handsome men in the Golden All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Triangle with awe-inspiring dominance.

"Wow, wow, wow! The Golden Triangle is really amazing! I have become their fan!"

"I am a true fan and I don't know if I will ever get to see them play basketball again in my lifetime. So, I

have probably watched videos of them playing basketball millions of times."

"The male hormones were practically overflowing on the screen, but unfortunately I wasn't there in

person. That wiping sweat scene, when Mr. Maskelyne lifted his shirt and revealed those abs! It was

amazing! I immediately made it my wallpaper!"

Meanwhile, at the competition venue, Franklin had approached Mrs. Ritter. "MI6 won, so does Ritter

Group plan to fulfill its promise?"