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

“Where are you going? We haven’t finished eating yet!” Joshua Thompson asked.

A look of confusion surfaced on Amanda Leaford’s beautiful face: “My flight tonight ”

“I’ll be right back.” With no time to explain to so many people, Molly Walker pulled out her chair and rushed out the door.

As she hurried toward Home Cooking Restaurant, she called Jeremy Norman.

This restaurant was very secretive, and once inside a private room, no one but employees could enter.

If she wanted to get in, she’d have to find another way.

“Home Cooking Restaurant is under your company’s umbrella, right?”

“Yes, what’s up?” Jeremy Norman’s voice was clearly filled with surprise.

“Help me with something ”

In Home Cooking Restaurant, Daniel Thompson was chatting with Phoebe Belmont after they sat down. Gillian Thompson didn’t arrive until most of the dishes had been served.

“Dad, Phoebe ” Gillian Thompson sat down warmly. In fact, she had arrived earlier but deliberately gave Daniel Thompson and Phoebe Belmont some private time together.

She glanced at Daniel Thompson and found that he was in a good mood.

A slight shock went through Gillian at the bottom of her heart. As expected, Phoebe Belmont was very capable.

Truth be told, between her and Amanda Leaford, who frequently quarrelled with him at home, Daniel Thompson was far more easily conquered by a charming woman like Phoebe Belmont.

Perhaps, he was already conquered

“Gabriel, I heard that you’ll be going to Capital City to study in the future. Remember to keep in touch when you’re there!” Phoebe Belmont took the initiative to bring the conversation to Gillian Thompson.

Gillian glanced nervously at Daniel Thompson and said softly, “Of course, our relationship is good, so we must keep in touch frequently.”

She took the gift out of her bag and handed it to Daniel Thompson, “Daddy, your birthday is next month. I might not be able to come back, so I can only give you your birthday gift in advance.”

Looking at the exquisitely wrapped gift box, Daniel Thompson’s face softened, “I remember that among the children, you have always been the first to give me gifts.”

Mentioning this, Gillian’s eyes turned red, “Yes, because I am not your biological child. If I can’t be the best, then I’ll be the most special.”

“You’re doing great.” Daniel Thompson sighed. Although his hopes for this child were dashed, she was much more affectionate than his own daughter.

“I wish I could be as good as my sister and always be with you.” Gillian lowered her head slowly, her voice filled with guilt and sorrow.

Thinking of Molly Walker, Daniel Thompson’s face suddenly darkened.

“Don’t mention her; just thinking about her makes me angry!”

He couldn’t help but get worked up whenever he thought of Molly Walker impersonating someone from the “W” organization. Why did she have to impersonate someone from there? Could someone like them even have contact with or impersonate the people in that organization?

She was too bold!

“Don’t be like your sister.” Daniel Thompson didn’t hide his disgust.

Gillian and Phoebe exchanged glances, both surprised by how much Daniel Thompson detested Ivy Thompson.

Gillian thought back to the “W” organization’s public dismissal of Violet Summers.

At first, she was just suspicious of Molly Walker’s identity, but when the organization posted about dismissing Violet Summers on eBay, anyone with a discerning eye could see the deception.

A mysterious organization suddenly appeared in the public eye, just to dismiss one person.

And this organization did not refute or deny Ivy Thompson’s identity, so did that mean that Ivy Thompson really was a member of this organization?

As Gillian watched Daniel Thompson’s indignant face, she hesitated to tell him her suspicions.

Her father seldom used eBay, and she doubted that anyone had told him about the key point.

“I only came here today to give you the gift; I have to pack my things and return to Capital City, so I’ll be leaving first.”

Without even eating, Gillian found a tactful excuse to leave.

Phoebe had created an opportunity for her to bond with her father, so Gillian should be mindful of giving them private time as well.

Gillian Thompson stepped out of the private room, closed the door behind her, and walked a few steps before abruptly stopping.

She stared at the person walking towards her and exclaimed in surprise: “What are you doing here?”

Molly Walker, wearing a sailor’s uniform, walked over expressionlessly.

Gillian Thompson’s heart sank, thinking of something. She hurriedly turned to run back to the private room behind her. She reached out her hand to grab the handle, only to find that the door had already been locked.

Dang it!

“Xi ” Perhaps fearing that the person inside would be exposed, she hastily changed her words, “Someone’s coming!!”

“Don’t waste your energy.” Molly sneered, “The soundproofing in this private room is good. Even if you scream your throat out, the people inside won’t hear.”

Gillian Thompson’s face suddenly turned pale. Then she remembered that this was the most famous and secretive restaurant, and her heart eased a bit.

The door had already been locked inside, and she didn’t believe that Molly had the ability to unlock it.

Just as she was feeling smug, Molly had already taken out a card.

Seeing the card, Gillian Thompson couldn’t laugh anymore: “You how do you have ”

Looking again, Molly’s clothes were actually the uniform of the restaurant’s waiter. She couldn’t believe she was able to get a waiter’s uniform here too.

Gillian panicked!

If the rest of the Thompson family found out that she had intentionally brought Daniel Thompson and Phoebe Belmont together, she wouldn’t even have the right to return to the old house, let alone go to Capital City. Her brothers would never let her go!

Seeing Molly’s hand reaching for the door lock, Gillian gritted her teeth and made a decision.

She used all her strength to push Molly outwards.

“Someone, come quickly! Your waiter is hitting people!”

Gillian Thompson cried out loudly, attracting many people in an instant.

“What happened, Miss Customer?” The person speaking was the waiter supervisor in the restaurant. When his gaze fell on Molly, he asked cautiously, “Who are you? Why are you wearing the uniform of our waiters?”

Molly frowned.

The commotion was indeed too big

Jeremy Norman had just sent the uniform to her, and she hadn’t had time to notify the entire restaurant staff yet.

Seeing this scene, Gillian Thompson felt like a floating weed, grasping the last straw. She pointed at Molly, and frantically shouted, “Over there, over there, she was trying to pry open the lock of this private room just now. Get her out of here!”

In Home Cooking Restaurant, a man dressed in black clothes and wearing a mask walked in, surrounded by security guards.

The restaurant’s manager hurriedly greeted him: “Mr. Jenkins, the private room is ready. It is just ”

“Someone, come quickly! Your waiter is hitting people!”

A sudden scream interrupted the manager’s words.

The manager’s face was immediately embarrassed. Zachary Jenkins heard the voice and slightly frowned, revealing a trace of coldness in his narrow eyes.

“Mr. Jenkins I’m sorry, it’s us ”

Zachary Jenkins didn’t even look at him, striding towards the arguing place.

Molly, whose identity was exposed on the spot, didn’t feel embarrassed at all. Surrounded by people front and back, the door lock was clearly next to her, but she didn’t dare to take out the room card. It was likely to be taken away by these people as soon as she took it out.

The restaurant’s management has always been strict. With an incident like this happening, the waiter supervisor felt as if his face had been slapped on the ground and rubbed hard.

His face turned livid with anger, and he shouted at the security guards: “Take her to the Police Station.”

Thinking that his bonus for the month would be ruined because of this accident, he resented the woman in front of him more than ever.

Seeing that the supposed adultery-catching affair couldn’t continue, Molly went straight to the point: “Jeremy Norman asked me to come. Your manager also knows about this. If you don’t believe me, you can call your manager.”

Jeremy Norman?

The heir of the group?

The supervisor looked her up and down, laughing coldly: “I’ve seen many of your cosmetic surgery faces. Just because you’re pretty, you think you can hook up with men everywhere. Don’t even mention that you know Jeremy Norman; even if he comes in person today, your behavior would still violate other people’s privacy.”