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

“I’m your mother! Bailey, look at me! How could you say such a thing? You’re my child, Bailey, how could you frame your mother like this?!” She rushed towards Bailey like a madwoman, only to be stopped by the police.

“Isabelle, look at yourself. You’ve done so many wrongs; even your own son doesn’t want to acknowledge you now.” Gillian Thompson, who’d been sitting nearby, mocked her with a brilliant smile.

She thoroughly enjoyed today’s drama.

Although she didn’t like Molly Walker, she found Isabelle even more repulsive.

She hadn’t expected Isabelle’s five-year-old child to turn against his own mother. It was truly a laughing matter.

Isabelle seemed not to hear her words, directing all her hatred towards Bailey.

“Bailey, do you want me to die?!” She collapsed to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably. “I’ll be executed; I’ll die! How could you treat me like this, Bailey? You’re my son!”

Bailey suddenly rushed into Molly’s arms, trembling with fear.

“Bailey, you unfilial creature! I should never have given birth to you!”

The venomous words resounded like a knife throughout the room.

Molly’s brows furrowed as she turned to Captain Crane: “Officer, we have sufficient evidence now. We won’t accompany her while she’s acting insane here. Feel free to contact me if needed.”

Captain Crane glanced at Bailey and saw that the child was certainly frightened. He nodded repeatedly, “You can go home first. Rest assured, we’ll handle this and resolve it for you.”

Daniel Thompson stood up, patted Captain Crane on the shoulder, and left with the rest of the group.

Captain Crane bitterly smiled. Samuel Richardson had also patted his shoulder like that before. It was lucky that Samuel didn’t appear this time, otherwise, he’d definitely be stuck in the middle.

Upon leaving the police station, Bailey remained silent, his head down, seemingly lost in thought.

Two people from the Gallagher family had died in a row, and today Bailey had personally accused his own mother. A grown-up might not have been able to handle such an event, let alone a five-year-old child.

No one spoke in the car, for fear of accidentally hurting the little boy’s fragile soul with their words.

Gillian chuckled softly, “I never thought a child so young could be bought over by my sister. Congratulations, sister! Your vengeance is complete!”

Molly’s hand, stroking Bailey’s head, froze as she lifted her eyes slightly. Her gaze was calm and serene, “Thank you, but whether the vengeance is complete will depend on the final outcome.”

She neither admitted to nor denied the act of bribing Bailey.

Her lighthearted response parried Gillian’s sarcastic remark, leaving her smile frozen on her face.

“No one would think you are mute if you don’t speak.” Amanda Leaford coldly glanced at Gillian.

Gillian’s breath hitched, her face flushed then turned pale.

Amanda eyed her sideways, snorting when she glimpsed Gillian’s aggrieved expression.

The men in the car might not understand the hidden meaning behind Gillian’s reproachful words, but Amanda did. She was implying that Ivy had ulterior motives.

It turned out that Gillian hadn’t changed her scheming ways and hadn’t repented at all.

“Daniel, when are you planning to send Gillian back to our hometown?” Amanda boldly asked, not even considering the others’ opinions, and directly addressed Gillian by her name.

Gillian’s face shifted from pale to flushed, her eyes rimmed red.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Daniel sighed softly.

“Honey, you know I’ve promised other people ”

“Yes, you’ve made a promise to others, but you also promised me you would send her away. I can see that she hasn’t repented one bit. Everything she’s said has been a veiled attack on Ivy. You really want to keep such a person at home? Are you trying to kill us all?” Amanda’s tone was filled with impatience.

Before, Daniel would’ve listened to her without question. But now that their circumstances were better, he felt more constrained.

She was good at judging people. Not only was Gillian a wicked and greedy person, but she also had character issues. No amount of explanation would change that.

“You’ve seen what kind of person Isabelle is. Some people are just rotten to the core. I don’t believe anyone can change overnight. If you don’t send her away, our entire family could be destroyed, and we wouldn’t even know how it happened.”

Hearing her speak so seriously, Daniel furrowed his brows and breathed a sigh.

Gillian felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles, her tears flowing freely as she choked out, “Mom, haven’t you known me all these years? Don’t you know what kind of person I am? How could I hurt our family? I know I was wrong before. Can’t I get another chance?”

“I can see clearly what kind of person you are. The men in the room might be blind, but not me.” Amanda suddenly laughed, “You said you realized your mistakes earlier, so why didn’t you return to the old house and instead insisted on staying here? You even had your powerful friends plead for you? Don’t tell me you didn’t know anything about it.”

Gillian’s mouth fell open, her face turning sickly white.

“If you were truly willing to go back to the old house, I might believe what you say, but you’ve been plotting to stay here, and you’re constantly belittling my Ivy. Gillian Thompson, I don’t think you’re admitting your mistake – you want to make even more mistakes.”

With each word, Amanda Leaford silenced Gillian Thompson.

Molly Walker listened from the side, wishing she could clap in approval.

Mom really spoke for her!

After experiencing what happened with Isabelle Richardson, she also believed that people couldn’t change easily. Some people were just bad to the bone, and after being hit, they might become even worse.

If it weren’t for the falling out with Isabelle, maybe Gillian would still be in cahoots with her.

Gillian Thompson pursed her lips, tears of grievance swirling in her eyes: “I don’t want to go back to the old house because of Jeremy Norman.”

The atmosphere suddenly dropped, everyone looked at her.

At last, the tears in Gillian’s eyes fell.

“I admit, I have selfish reasons, but those motives are because of Jeremy Norman, because I love him!”

“I know he wants to marry into our family, and I want to stay and marry him. Is it wrong for me to like someone?”

Amanda Leaford frowned, glanced at Molly Walker, and said coldly: “Jeremy’s mother said to me that she hopes Jeremy will be with Ivy. If the Thompson and Norman families unite, it would certainly be with Ivy, not you.”

Gillian Thompson’s body stiffened, her gaze blank, muttering: “But Molly doesn’t even like Jeremy Norman ”

“Even so, it’s not your turn.”

“Why? Why can’t it be me? Mom, you’re too biased!”

Why could Ivy Thompson, but not her?

Her last name was Thompson, too!

Gillian Thompson cried out in distress.

The sound was oppressive in the confined space.

Molly Walker frowned, indeed she had no plans to remarry, let alone marry Jeremy Norman.

But now, listening to her mother’s words, it seemed like the two families had already begun discussing marriage.

She opened her mouth to refuse directly, but seeing Gillian Thompson’s resentful expression, she swallowed her words.

If she denied it now, it would be like siding with Gillian Thompson and slapping her mother’s face.

Forget it, she would wait until they got home to talk about it.

When they arrived at the Thompson family’s estate, Molly persuaded Bailey Gallagher to stay. She wanted to find Amanda Leaford to clarify her thoughts, but she noticed an additional person in the living room.

It was Jeremy Norman.

In the meeting room, Jeremy was chatting and laughing with the Thompson brothers and Daniel Thompson. They looked like a close family.

Amanda Leaford personally served fruit to Jeremy, who politely thanked her.

Seeing Molly approaching, Jeremy quickly walked over and said softly: “I heard about what happened today. Congratulations. I asked a friend of mine in the police station, they said that Isabelle Richardson’s crime is enough to warrant the death penalty.”

He knew that Molly had always hoped for Isabelle Richardson to receive the highest punishment.

Molly nodded: “Why haven’t you returned to the capital yet?”

The atmosphere quickly turned cold.

“Ah, what nonsense are you talking about?” Amanda Leaford pulled Molly to her side and whispered in her ear, “During the days you were unconscious, he couldn’t come in. To help you keep away the reporters and took care of trivial matters, he ate and slept with the security staff. It was heartbreaking to watch.”

“Michael Gallagher is dead. You need to start a new life.”

Hearing the words “Michael Gallagher,” Molly’s heart stung.

Did everyone want her to start over?

But how could she possibly move on so quickly since Michael had just passed away?

Thinking of the familiar figure in the hotel, her smile became somewhat stiff.

“Mom.” She suppressed her sorrow, her heart aching like a knot, “I won’t get married again.”