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

Central Hospital.

After the nurse changed the sheets, Gillian Thompson lowered her head and stealthily glanced at Nicholas Thompson.

In the Thompson family, aside from her father, Nicholas was the one who treated her the best, always supporting her in everything, so she would dare to tell him anything.

Except for this time, she had kept the whole thing from him.

She couldn’t guarantee that when faced with a conflict between herself and Ivy Thompson, he would still wholeheartedly support her.

After everyone left the hospital room, Nicholas kindly tucked in the blanket corners for her.

Gillian’s eyes welled up as she stuttered, “Isabelle begged me, and I softened for a moment.’

She lowered her eyebrows and racked her brain for words, “While we were abroad, she asked me for help, and 1 agreed at that time. I thought that the cooperation with the Richardson family would be unchanging, but then Molly Walker…

“Second brother, I’m telling you this to let you know that I’m not trying to go against Ivy, I just don’t want to be a treacherous person.”

Nicholas remained silent.

Gillian smiled and tugged on his sleeve, “Second brother, can you help me pick a nice wheelchair?”

“l also want a nice crutch. The doctor said I’m going to have surgery soon, so I might as well prepare these things in advance. I don’t trust others’ opinions, only yours.”

She looked at him eagerly, and eventually, Nicholas relented.

The fact that Gillian could mention the surgery meant that she had accepted it calmly.

Being able to change her mindset was better than anything else.

“As long as you’re not deliberately targeting Molly…” he paused, “I’ll explain it to your two brothers.”

Gillian nodded vigorously, her cherry lips pouting in grievance, “I’m really not targeting her, I’ve long accepted Ivy’s true identity. As for Isabelle, I’ve promised to help her only this one time, and I won’t help her again in the future.”

“Hmm.”

Seeing that Nicholas agreed, Gillian quickly changed the topic and noticed that he didn’t suspect her, a smug smile playing on her lips.

So what if they were blood-related? She had been with her brothers for over twenty years, and it should still be stronger than their relationship with Molly in just a few days, right?

She wanted to slowly make Molly understand that even if she was recognized, she would forever serve as her foil.

No one could take away the Thompson family’s affection for her.

To be on the safe side, Molly headed straight to the nearest bank.

No matter how daring those people were, they wouldn’t dare cause trouble in a bank.

She opened the package and carefully examined the contents.

There was a recording, a bank card, and some statements from Charlie Johnson.

Molly chuckled. She hadn’t expected Charlie to be so far-sighted. If Isabelle knew he had left a backup plan, she would probably be furious.

Molly took a photo and sent it to Harry Lambert.

Seeing these items, Harry was utterly shocked.

“Molly, these pieces of evidence…”

“They’re from Charlie’s girlfriend.”

“Molly, I’m sorry. I didn’t handle this properly. I’ve had people specifically protecting him on this end, and no one could get close to him. But I never imagined that the weapon would fall from the sky…” At this point, he became frustrated. He had already had people protecting Charlie, but nobody had expected something to fall from the sky.

At the time, they were just transferring Charlie from the house to the car, with only a short ten-meter distance in between. No one had expected the other party not to directly snatch and fight but to resort to dropping objects from a great height to kill.

It wasn’t as if they could make Charlie wear body armor and a helmet all the time.

“It’s not your fault. The people from the Richardson family are just too cruel.” Molly hadn’t expected the other party to come up with such a sinister plan either.

When it comes to taking lives, those with the harshest hearts gain the upper hand.

“They started from the underworld, so they’re capable of anything. You all need to be careful.’

After finishing the call with Harry, Molly simply rented a safety deposit box at the bank.

She put the things in her bag.

Not far from the bank, Isabelle Richardson and Lucy Thompson had just finished shopping and were carrying their bags to the car when Lucy suddenly pulled Isabelle’s arm: “Isn’t that Molly Walker?”

Seeing Molly, and thinking that Charlie Johnson had already been dealt with, Isabelle walked over with an air of triumph.

“What a coincidence!” she said, unable to suppress her laughter, “l thought you’d be waiting at the entrance of the Police Station.”

Her father had told her that Molly had gone to the Police Station today to wait, but in vain.

Hearing Isabelle’s smug words, Molly’s thin lips curved slightly: “If I were you,

I’d be smarter and not mention this at all.’

Bringing it up proactively just showed how confident she was, as if she was afraid that others wouldn’t know she had done something wrong.

“So what if I mention it, do you think I’m still afraid?” With Charlie dead and no one to testify against her, even if the matter was discovered, she would have a way to escape.

From the beginning, this had been a risky affair, but it was not a loss at all.

Now that the Thompson and Richardson families continued to cooperate, and Michael had divorced, she had no more worries.

“l hope when the police come for you, you’ll still be this confident.” Molly slowly raised her beautiful eyes, and her dark red lips drew a cold smile, Seeing Molly’s calm and unaffected look, Isabelle’s heart skipped a beat.

She knew that Molly wouldn’t let go. Since her grandmother’s death, Molly had treated her as a mortal enemy.

But Charlie was dead, and unless Molly could revive him, there was not enough evidence for anyone to accuse her.

Lucy Thompson, standing nearby, was confused by their conversation.

But she was happy to see Molly at a disadvantage.

“Isabelle, let’s go. Don’t talk to the fake, it’s degrading.”

Lucy led Isabelle away.

“Fake?” Isabelle sensed a hint of gossip.

“Yes.” Lucy rolled her eyes dramatically.

Her deepest impression of Molly was from the last Thompson family dinner, when she had impersonated Ivy Thompson.

There were too many people trying to be Ivy, who did Molly think she was?

“She played a show in front of everyone in the Thompson family, but it’s a pity that the day of reckoning is the day after tomorrow.”

The day after tomorrow, her uncle would announce that Lola Jones was Ivy Thompson, and by then, Molly the imposter would have nowhere to hide.

Isabelle frowned, wanting to ask more, but Lucy had already got into the car.

Watching Isabelle and Lucy leave, Molly called a taxi and headed towards the Thompson family’s estate.

Sunnydale Fencing Club.

Michael Gallagher quickly attacked with his sword, causing Jake Leaford to retreat, raising both his hands in surrender.

Michael took off his mask, and without waiting for Jake to speak, walked quickly out.

“Hey! Why are you so temperamental, as if someone owes you money or something.”

Jake followed, grumbling.

Since yesterday, Michael hadn’t slept, and he had been dragging Jake to drink and exercise.

As Jake talked non-stop, the surrounding girls looked over at them.

He looked like a playboy, with handsome features reminiscent of a young heartthrob.

Seeing their gazes, Jake enjoyed returning their smiles.

Screams immediately erupted in the vicinity.

Looking further ahead, they noticed that the man walking in front was even more handsome.

Michael’s hair was in disarray, resting messily over his eyebrows, making him seem more approachable. However, the coldness in his eyes exuded a sharpness that made people wary of getting too close.

After leaving the club, Michael straddled his motorcycle parked outside, gunned the engine and sped away..