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

Chapter 452: Chapter 449: In the Clouds

No. 4 pulled Neil Watson aside and winked at him.

Neil felt as if he had been hit over the head with a stick and suddenly woke up.

He looked at Harry Lambert apologetically.

Harry smiled and went along with him: “Yes, I’m relieved.”

Even if he wasn’t relieved, it was Molly Walker’s lover, and it wasn’t his place to interfere.

He had done what he should, and from now on, he would stand by her side as a family member.

After the meeting, everyone tactfully left, leaving the space for Molly and Michael Gallagher.

When everyone had left, Molly looked at Michael: “You really don’t regret giving ‘W’ to me?”

“No regrets.” Michael’s eyes were deep and softer than ever. “What is mine is yours. As long as you want it, I’ll give it to you.”

Molly blushed: “How did you come with them just now? Violet Summers was heartbroken just now. Don’t you feel sorry for her?”

“What does her heartbreak have to do with me?” Thinking of what Violet had done, Michael’s face turned cold. “She must bear the consequences of her actions.”

“She loves you so much…” Molly’s words trailed off.

Violet did love Michael, but she also had an affair with Christopher Evans.

The so-called love might also be mixed with other things.

Just like Isabelle Richardson, who seemed to love Michael only for her own selfish desires.

If they were to talk about pure love, it wouldn’t be as good as what Third Brother and Olivia Sawyer had.

“Although you don’t want it, Master’s property is indeed partially in ‘W’. Whenever you want it back, I can give it to you anytime.”

The main reason she now refused to give up “W” was that her co-founders were inside.

If she left, Harry might leave too.

She didn’t want to see her hard work fall apart.

“Everything in ‘W’, including the people around you, is what you’ve cultivated yourself. Even if I take over, I can only speed up the dispersion of ‘W’.” He wasn’t sure before, but today’s meeting made him more confident in his judgment.

No. 3, No. 4, and No. 5 all obeyed her.

No one could do better than her, no matter who took over.

No wonder Edward Jenkins gave her the achievements he had built up with his own hands. She had an indescribable cohesion.

As long as she was there, others could unite.

“Scarlett Jackson would be very angry if she knew the reason you gave up was me.” Thinking of Scarlett’s methods, Molly couldn’t help but laugh.

The Jackson family was well-prepared, even bringing out the paintings of Nathan Parker that Master had collected, showing their determination to win “W”.

If the Jackson family knew that Michael had given up and that she was the one in charge of “W”, they would probably vomit blood from anger.

“She has done so many things, and she deserves what she gets.” Michael’s face was cold. “You were almost ruined by a man arranged by her. This is just the first step of revenge.”

Molly was taken aback: “Do you have any other means of revenge?”

Michael didn’t speak, just holding her hand and gently patting it, as if comforting her and also confirming it.

Molly felt a bit complicated deep down.

She had always thought he was blind to the scheming of those women or that he allowed her to be wronged. She never thought he actually knew everything.

With the first step of revenge, there would be a second and a third.

She thought of the media’s past evaluation of the second young master of the Gallagher family: he seemed to be cynical and not serious about his work, but in reality, he was just looking for the other party’s weakness and striking precisely.

When he first took over the Gallagher Group, many people objected, including his relatives, who came out and made statements, saying that the Gallagher family couldn’t be entrusted to him.

A man who enjoyed racing and seemed unreliable in every way.

However, it only took him just one year to not only take over the Gallagher Group easily but also take the company to new heights.

Michael Gallagher said he would seek revenge, and she believed him.

Soon, the so-called “revenge” of Michael Gallagher came to fruition.

The stocks of the company managed by Samuel Richardson plummeted, and the company was on the verge of collapse.

“Retribution has come.” James Leaford exclaimed as he watched the news at home.

With Isabelle’s death, Samuel Richardson was left standing alone against the world.

With the walls collapsing, everyone pushed him further.

Samuel Richardson’s former connections hadn’t been bad, but for some reason, no entrepreneur extended a helping hand to him now.

The Richardson Tower was in danger.

Phoebe Belmont was also panicking with Samuel Richardson.

After the lies were exposed, she handed over Thompson Group’s trade secrets to him for fear of retaliation by Samuel Richardson.

Samuel Richardson quickly forgave her and even arranged a management position for her in the company.

Just after joining the company, she found out about the possible bankruptcy.

“Do you have any solutions?” Samuel Richardson came to her office, grabbed her hand, his eyes filled with red bloodshot veins.

“Mr. Richardson, I have thought about everything I can think of, used all the people I can use, I really have no solution!”

It was said that Samuel Richardson had once been involved in the underworld before turning to legitimate business, and many lives were on his hands. Phoebe Belmont was genuinely afraid of him.

“Something is off with the company.” Samuel Richardson darkened his face, “You just started working here, and this happened… Phoebe, you wouldn’t be a spy sent by the Thompson family, would you?”

“I have nothing to do with the Thompson family, I even leaked their major secrets to you, how could I have any connection with them? Mr. Richardson, even if I had the power, I couldn’t control a company. You have misunderstood me.” Phoebe Belmont trembled with fear.

Seeing Samuel Richardson’s expression growing darker, Phoebe Belmont had a sudden idea in her panic: “How about I ask my nephew? He recently said that he has been dating Gillian Thompson, and they are about to get engaged. Gillian is devoted to him and tells him everything. Should I ask him?”

Upon hearing this, Samuel Richardson released his grip on her neck, his eyes narrowed, deep in thought.

“How did your nephew get together with Gillian Thompson?”

“He’s not my biological nephew. He’s just a distant relative. I just found out a while ago that they were college classmates and something happened in his family…” As she was talking, Phoebe couldn’t help but feel admiration for her nephew who was attractive and deep-thinking. She had only mentioned a few details about the Thompson family, and he had already taken action.

“Although the Thompson family doesn’t value Gillian as much, Nicholas Thompson treats her like a sister and almost always meets her demands. With my nephew’s connection, many things become much easier.”

Phoebe spoke while trying to gauge Samuel Richardson’s expression.

She had a reason for saying this – Samuel Richardson was a man who put interests above all else. As long as someone was useful to him, he wouldn’t harm them, provided they were genuinely useful.

Samuel Richardson had obtained the secrets of the Thompson family, and he was just waiting for the right time to strike them hard. Gillian Thompson could be the opportunity for that strike.

Gillian Thompson could be the only breakthrough in taking down the Thompson Group.

A company with a fatal weakness can be destroyed.

“Arrange a meeting between your nephew and me.” Samuel Richardson gave her a cold glance.

“Yes, yes, yes, I’ll arrange it right away.”

…

In a lovers’ hotel in Capital City, passion was rolling.

The soft moans lasted for an hour before they finally stopped.

Gillian Thompson’s face flushed as she lay limp on the bed, while the man beside her didn’t enter the state of exhaustion but tenderly massaged her legs and kissed the remnants of her mechanical leg.

“Ah…” Gillian Thompson let out a hoarse and shy moan, trying to cover her legs but was stopped by Ethan Hopkins’ grip.

“Gabriel…” He whispered her name lustfully as he kissed her lips, “I don’t mind.”