The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce

Chapter 157: Chapter 157: The Hongmen Banquet for Gillian Thompson

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“Fine, fine, fine, you wait and see!” Isabelle Richardson knew that since Samuel Richardson wasn’t here, it was pointless for her to continue arguing, “Jake

Smith, don’t you dare regret this!”

She glared fiercely at Jake Smith for a second, then turned and left.

At that moment, Emma Richardson stretched out her leg, pretending it was an accident, and Isabelle immediately tripped and fell.

The maids who had been watching the drama tried to suppress their laughter, but failed.

Isabelle grit her teeth in pain, her eves brimming with humiliating tears.

She clenched her jaw and stood up, walking away without a backward glance.

She would have her revenge!

Once Isabelle had left, Jake Smith seemed a little distracted.

Emma noticed his unusual behavior but decided not to pry any further.

Her ticket back to the Richardson family was thank’s to Isabelle’s actions. The biggest difference between her and Isabelle was that she was obedient.

When Samuel Richardson told her to marry Jake Smith, she did everything she could to please him. After all, Jake was a popular internet celebrity who was very good-looking. Even if he did have a few dark secrets, who hasn’t ever had a girlfriend?

She was clear-headed and knew it was the only way back to the Richardson family. She had to seize the opportunity.

“Jake, our engagement is scheduled for next week. I want to invite Miss Walker,” She gently pulled at his sleeve, her voice tender.

“Why invite her?” Jake Smith’s body stiffened, his handsome face momentarily clouded over.

Emma increasingly felt a chill from his icy exterior.

In recent days, her impression of Jake had been of a gentle man, never as explosive as this.

Seeing Emma scared by his anger, Jake swallowed his harsh demeanor and smiled, “She is not in good terms with the Richardson family. Let’s not invite her to our engagement, I have a bad impression of her.”

He remembered how Molly Walker had tried to get information from him several times and even knew about his relationship with the caregiver.

She was in fact like a ticking time bomb he was afraid of.

Thankfully, she broke off her ties with the Thompson family and he had now aligned himself with the Richardson family. While Molly herself wasn’t a threat, that didn’t mean he wanted to approach this woman voluntarily.

Meanwhile, Emma didn’t see it that way: “Her feud is with Isabelle, not with the Richardson family.”

She had a long-term vision. Even though Molly had severed her relationship with the Thompson family, she was still Michael Gallagher’s ex-wife.

With the Gallagher family ahead and the Thompson family behind, she needed to attract Molly. Besides, the enemy of an enemy is a friend. If she and Molly became friends, it would be beneficial for her own status.

Jake Smith saw her determination and furrowed his brows. He was about to say something, but then he noticed that the housekeeper had brought breakfast.

“Let’s have breakfast first, I’ve prepared everything.” Emma smoothly redirected the attention to the dining table.

Jake Smith let it go and followed her lead.

The Rosewood Park in Sunnydale was bright and sunny, with a cold breeze.

A Rolls-Royce Phantom rolled slowly into the parking lot, causing occasional exclamations and photos from passers-by.

Those inside the car didn’t think much of it. In the exclusive elevator, Gillian Thompson sat in a wheelchair, being pushed by a young maid.

The Thompson family had hired this maid specifically for her. She had lost her limb and had been fitted with a prosthetic, but she still needed some time to recover before she could walk like a normal person.

Surrounding her were Daniel Thompson and Damian Thompson, guarding her like protectors.

Looking at her reflection in the elevator mirror, Gillian clenched her fist. She felt as if she had gone back in time.

There was a time when she had been the darling of the Thompson family, but now…

“We’re here.” The elevator doors opened, and Joshua Thompson rushed out like the wind.

Damian Thompson followed close behind with an apologetic smile.

Only Daniel Thompson and Nicholas Thompson remained by Gillian’s side.

The door was open and by the time Daniel and the others entered the room, Joshua and Damian were already seated on the balcony sipping tea.

Ever since Gillian entered, her eyes scanned everywhere. Such a flat in Sunndydale must have cost millions of dollars at least.

“I am so jealous of you, sister. Big brother hasn’t given me a house all these years!”

The moment Gillian Thompson started to speak, Molly Walker couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh.

Joshua Thompson chuckled lightly, “If you like it, second brother can send you a set next time.”

Damian Thompson snorted and mocked, “Then you should also send Fourth

Sister a set too.”

Joshua Thompson frowned, “Didn’t you guys give her one?”

The implication was that he had no intention of gifting Molly a set.

Angry, Damian Thompson gave a cold laugh and glanced disdainfully at Gillian

Thompson, “This house wasn’t our gift, it was a gift from Jeremy Norman.” He had no intention of hiding this from Molly. She would find out sooner or later anyway.

Upon hearing that Jeremy Norman was the one who gave the gift, Gillian

Thompson’s face froze, her voice trembling slightly, “Why would Jeremy

Norman give her one?”

“Of course, it’s a token of love!” Damian Thompson’s lips curled up at the corners.

Gillian Thompson’s face turned pale immediately.

Her crush on Jeremy Norman was no secret to her family, but Jeremy Norman’s attitude was very clear. Even though Molly Walker has broken off connections with the Thompson family, he still chooses Molly Walker. He even feared she had nowhere to live and gifted her a house!

Jealousy, sadness, and pain consumed her like wild insects gnawing at her from the inside.

Damian Thompson stared coldly at Joshua Thompson, whose face also froze, “What’s with that look on your face! Molly is your biological sister, is it too much for her to have a house of her own?”

Joshua Thompson said nothing.

Biological sister and adopted sister, the titles were different, as should their treatments be.

Thinking that Gillian Thompson is now handling the family projects, while Molly gave up her shares, Joshua Thompson said hoarsely, “It’s not too much, it’s just..

“I don’t need it,” Molly Walker cut off coldly. “I don’t accept gifts from just anyone.”

The hidden implication being, even if Joshua Thompson were to offer, she would refuse.

Her words turned Joshua Thompson’s expression dark, his thin lips curled into a cold, thin line.

“Alright, we’re all family here, no need to argue. Let’s eat,” Daniel Thompson spoke up, his face serious.

He had assumed Molly would be struggling outside, and would have to beg him for help. He didn’t expect someone else would give her a house.

Seeing her living in such a comfortable place, Daniel Thompson was angry, but he couldn’t help but think better of Jeremy Norman.

This brat, he wasn’t after Molly’s status.

The dishes on the wooden table were home-cooked, fragrant and beautifully presented, looking delicious.

Everyone took their seats to eat, but Molly called out softly, “Wait a minute.”

Damian Thompson paused, immediately putting the chopsticks down and loudly asking, “Sister, you can speak your mind, we’re family here, no need to be polite.”

Damian Thompson’s elated attitude confused Daniel Thompson and Gillian Thompson.

“Is there some happy event you’d like to announce?” Gillian Thompson put down her chopsticks, gently touching the laxative in her pocket, smiling a soft smile.

Daniel Thompson had already grown wary of Molly, she didn’t mind adding fuel to the fire.

As long as this meal is eaten, everyone’s attitude towards Molly would only worsen.

Molly stared at the impatient Gillian Thompson, her bright red lips curved slightly, radiantly beautiful.

She wore a simple blouse. Underneath the sun, she was even more imposing, her beauty contained a tinge of toughness, making it impossible to take one’s eyes off her.

“Of course there’s happy news, and it does concern my little sister.”

Her more tender tone made Gillian Thompson’s eyelids twitch.

Molly’s “little sister” didn’t bode well. Just like when Gillian Thompson would call Molly “sister”, there was very little sincerity. It was more often said in mockery.

And now, Molly calling her “little sister”, could not be a good thing.

Molly gave a slight smile, looked at Gillian Thompson, and then pulled a box from under the table.

Under everyone’s watching eyes, Molly opened the box revealing a shattered cell phone, but upon closer examination, one could see that it was indeed Amanda Leaford’s phone.

“Mom’s phone has been repaired.. Isn’t this good news?”