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

An individual from a “W” organization could expose Daniel Thompson so easily. If Daniel knew that she was the leader of this organization, he might have even more mixed feelings.

Molly Walker’s lips curled slightly, and she stood up slowly: “I will go to the top floor, where I can enjoy the scenery and breathe.”

Seeing her so tactful, Daniel’s face showed a look of guilt: “I’ll ask them to bring the food up to you. The view on the top floor is nice. Once that person leaves, we will enjoy a nice family dinner.”

Molly’s mouth twitched slightly: “No need. I am leaving after this meal.’

She didn’t even want to come here if it weren’t for meeting Gillian Thompson’s mysterious friend.

Joshua Thompson stood up and said nonchalantly: “I’ll go with you.”

Although he was also a bit curious about Gillian Thompson’s mysterious organization friend, as Gillian introduced her, the guest probably wasn’t a good person either. Since that was the case, he didn’t need to waste time on this.

Amanda Leaford also stood up: “Let’s go together. My appetite is not good today.”

Without looking back at Daniel, she linked arms with Molly and walked together towards the elevator.

Daniel’s face turned unpleasant. He didn’t know whether to stand or sit.

He knew that Amanda was angry.

At this moment, Damian Thompson also stood up, followed by Nicholas Thompson standing up as well.

“You all!” Daniel was stunned, his old face turned red all the way down to the neck.

So, everyone was leaving him alone here? If this were the case, Amanda might divorce him the next day.

Gillian’s eyes turned red. It took her a lot of effort to persuade Violet to back her up. If everyone left, she and Violet wouldn’t have any face left.

“Sister, please stay. I’ll say some good words with Violet; I bet she won’t mind.” Gillian looked at Molly pleadingly.

As if she hadn’t heard her, Molly’s lips curled up in a sarcastic smile, and she continued to walk towards the elevator.

Just in the nick of time, Gillian’s wheelchair sped like it had a propulsion system installed, catching up and blocking Molly before she could enter the elevator.

“Can you give me some face?” Gillian gritted her teeth, trying to hold back the tears.

Molly’s lips lifted in a smile, and she lazily glanced at her.

Gillian’s face turned pale and panicked, at a loss of what to do.

Daniel’s breath was caught in his throat. He did not expect everyone in his family would side with Molly, making him look like a traitor.

“Ivy, don’t hold a grudge against your sister. The guest will arrive soon. Don’t let outsiders see us making fools of ourselves.”

Who wanted to see whose joke, huh?

Molly laughed sarcastically, her beautiful face filled with irony.

“Since my sister insists on inviting me so warmly, I’ll stay to watch.”

She walked to the sofa and slowly sat down.

Gillian smiled happily on the surface, but she was secretly cursing at Molly for acting like a diva when she clearly wanted to stay.

“Well, sister, just watch and learn. After all, such opportunities are rare.”

People from the “W” organization were so famous that Gillian didn’t believe Molly would be uninterested.

Hearing Gillian’s sarcastic words, Amanda’s eyebrows furrowed. Although she had been sick for years and hadn’t been keeping up with the news, she wasn’t entirely clueless.

Daniel explained to her the other day that having Gillian take over the project wasn’t completely out of favoritism, but because Gillian knew someone from this organization. If they could connect with this organization, the entire Thompson family could reach new heights.

Amanda knew that Daniel always had a dream – not only to make Thompson Group the richest company in Sunnydale but also the richest in Orientopia.

Cooperating with the government on this project was an opportunity to excel. Succeed, and they would reach new heights; fail, and the entire Thompson family might stagnate.

He had the attitude of a businessman, and she had the attitude of a mother. If the person did not respect her child, she saw no reason to respect them.

Seeing that everyone was present, Gillian secretly sent a text message to ask Violet about her whereabouts.

“Your friend hasn’t shown up yet. I hope she won’t stand you up.” Joshua suddenly said coldly.

Gillian clenched her fingers and forced a smile: “Since she agreed to come, she won’t just abandon me like that. She might just be held up by something on the way.”

As soon as her words fell, their housekeeper Williams came in with an awkward expression: “Mr. Thompson, Michael Gallagher is here.”

Michael Gallagher?

Everyone instinctively looked at Molly.

“What is he doing here?” Joshua Thompson’s face was filled with anger, and his whole body bristled with prickles. He glared at Gillian Thompson, “Don’t tell me your friend is Michael Gallagher.”

“Of course not, my friend is a girl.” Gillian Thompson frowned in embarrassment, not knowing what was going on, as Violet hadn’t replied to her yet.

Gillian’s heart started to beat anxiously.

She didn’t have much confidence either. After all, she had begged Violet for a long time before she agreed to come. However, her worries were soon dispelled.

Two people entered from the main entrance.

One was Michael Gallagher, and the other was a woman wearing a light pink traditional long dress, standing gracefully beside him. They looked like a

perfect couple from afar.

“Violet!” Gillian exclaimed in surprise, moving towards her.

Looking at Gillian, Violet Summers smiled gently, “Sorry to keep you waiting. My car broke down at home. If it weren’t for Mr. Gallagher, I wouldn’t know how to get here.”

So Gillian’s friend was Violet Summers!

Molly Walker raised her eyebrows slightly, trying her best to suppress the strangeness in her heart. She had never seen this person in the organization, unless she was newly promoted during the past three years, otherwise she wouldn’t forget her.

Seeing Molly staring at her, Violet Summers smiled shyly, then asked softly, “Miss Walker, I asked Mr. Gallagher to give me a lift here, you don’t mind, do you?”

Molly curled her lips, her crimson lips blooming like a rose, seductive and enchanting, “Of course not, Mr. Gallagher has nothing to do with me anymore.”

Michael Gallagher looked at her, his eyes deep and shrouded with a layer of mist.

“That’s good!” Violet Summer’s twinkling eyes brightened, and involuntarily leaned closer to Michael Gallagher.

Gillian Thompson smiled and began to introduce violet.

“Back then, when I saved Violet, she’s been in constant contact with me. She’s just an art teacher on the outside, but in fact, she’s a team leader within the ‘W’ organization. Gillian Thompson raises her chin proudly, “Violet said she came here this time for my sake, right Violet?”

Violet Summers smiled and nodded, “Gillian and I have known each other for years. She rarely asks me for favors, but this time she asked me to come for dinner, I hope Uncle and Aunt don’t mind my sudden intrusion.”

Daniel Thompson quickly waved his hand, “You’re one of our own as Gillian’s friend, feel free to come for dinner whenever you like.”

“That’s great, from now on I’ll come over to play with Gillian every day.” Violet Summers smiled like a blooming flower.

Upon hearing that she would come every day, Daniel Thompson’s face stiffened and glanced uncomfortably at Amanda Leaford.

Amanda Leaford remained expressionless, sneering in her heart that Violet Summers would come play with Gillian every day.

So this was Violet Summer’s goal.

Joshua Thompson toyed with the chopsticks in his hand, his mocking gaze fell on Michael Gallagher, the corner of his mouth hooked with a sarcastic smile, “Mr. Gallagher, you aren’t with Miss Summers just because of her position as a team leader in the ‘W’ organization, are you?”

Taking another woman to the Thompson’s family home, Michael Gallagher really had guts.

If he didn’t have to take Molly’s feelings into account, he would hate to beat him to the ground and make him lose his teeth on the spot.

Michael Gallagher slightly clenched his jaw, his profile sharp as he spoke coldly, “Just a coincidence.”

It happened to know that Violet Summers was coming to the Thompson’s home, and it also happened to know that Molly Walker was at Thompson’s house.

Joshua Thompson sneered, “Coincidence? How many more coincidences are there?”

Joshua Thompson leaned back on his chair, chuckling evilly, “Miss Summers, being a team leader of the ‘W’ organization isn’t a simple position. How do you prove that what you’re saying is true and that you’re not trying to deceive us?”

Violet Summers smiled, took out her cell phone, and fiddled with a few buttons. Suddenly, Joshua Thompson’s cell phone rang, followed by Daniel Thompson’s. Both men took out their phones, saw the screen, and their faces darkened.

Their cell phones seemed to be controlled as the words “hello” appeared on the screen.

“I’m sorry.” Violet Summers’ voice was soft. As her voice fell, Joshua’s and Daniel’s phones returned to normal.

Such an easy intrusion into their phones. If it were some criminals, they might have transferred the money in their accounts within minutes.

They had no choice but to believe her.

Daniel Thompson’s face turned a bit pale, feeling uneasy in his heart.

Although he knew that people within the “W” organization were good at these things, the feeling of being exposed and powerless just now was unbearable.

Molly Walker’s face grew more solemn, looking at their expressions.

People from the “W” organization were not allowed to reveal their identity without approval from their superiors, let alone perform like this.

It was obvious that Violet Summers had the authority herself.

During her three years away from the organization, how did everyone get promoted? She hoped she wouldn’t find out who was responsible for promoting them, or she would punish them together.

“I don’t have the authority to access private chat records and account information. That would be a crime.” Violet Summers quietly explained, her palms sweating. She just tried to access Molly Walker’s phone but seemed to be blocked.

There were no phones that couldn’t be hacked by the organization unless the phone was specially made for inside use..