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

Her legs ended up like this, Ivy Thompson was “instrumental” in it. In front of so many people, Ivy wouldn’t be able to ignore her without losing face.

Gillian Thompson looked around and saw someone in the crowd pull out a camera, a mild smirk gracing her lips.

Among these crowds were reporters, so even if Ivy didn’t care about her own reputation, she now lived with the Leaford family and ought to consider their reputation.

Gillian Thompson’s plot was clear, yet Molly Walker remained unmoved.

“Gillian Thompson, are you trying to morally bind me?” Molly Walker sneered so loudly that the whole crowd could hear, “You damaged your legs because of your foolish attempt to commit suicide. You hired a hitman to kill my brother, were disowned by your family, and now, are you still trying to play the victim here?”

The faces of the curious onlookers changed.

Who would’ve thought that the truth would be like this? Hiring a hitman to kill her brother, no wonder she was abandoned by the Thompson family!

Molly Walker glanced at Gillian Thompson’s pale face and laughed heartily.

Moral blackmail? No one can blackmail her as long as she isn’t moral!

Gillian Thompson, who did not expect Molly Walker to expose her so openly, was trembling in anger.

“Sister, your words are chilling. Ask yourself, would my legs be broken if not for you? I’ve never wronged you. Aren’t you afraid your false accusations against me will bring retribution upon your unborn child?”

Gillian Thompson’s words were full of condemnation, and she cried pitifully, her face streaked with tears and snot.

Hearing her cursing her unborn child, Molly Walker’s gaze lifted, her aura as sharp as a sword piercing the clouds.

“Retribution? Gillian Thompson, aren’t you receiving your just desserts right now?” She looked around and smiled at the crowd, “Let me give you the full picture. Her name is Gillian Thompson, adopted by my biological parents. She cunningly set me up and conspired with outsiders to embezzle our family’s money. What do you all think? Should I be a saint and take care of such a person for the rest of her life?!”

“All of you are sensible. Just now, she fell on her own, it had nothing to do with me.”

Even if it did, she wouldn’t admit it.

After saying this, Molly Walker walked away without a backward glance.

Others’ condemnation, she did not fear.

Moral blackmail, it was useless on her.

As long as she was thick-skinned, nobody could hurt her.

Her steps were quick. When she left, Gillian Thompson had yet to recover from the shock.

Molly Walker’s last words worked.

Seeing Gillian Thompson lying motionless on the ground, the faces of the shop’s patrons frowned.

“Miss, could you please leave? You are disturbing our work!”

Gillian Thompson’s face turned completely red.

“I’m sorry, could you help me up?”

As she was lying on the ground with legs too weak to support her, she could only ask for the staff’s help.

A waiter beamed at her sarcastically. Considering the cooked duck that had just been wasted because of her, their expression became even more sour.

Molly Walker had already left, Gillian Thompson winked at the reporters, and calmly left.

She refused to believe that Ivy Thompson would carelessly disregard her reputation.

Thinking about Ivy and Jeremy Norman’s impending engagement, Gillian Thompson’s heart twisted with pain.

Ivy Thompson’s arrival changed everything.

Just then, her phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, Gillian Thompson impatiently turned off her phone.

She didn’t need to guess to know it was her biological parents calling, looking for money to treat her younger brother’s illness.

But how could she spare the money to save someone else when she could hardly save herself right now?

Looking at her broken leg, unable to even fit a prosthetic, Gillian Thompson gritted her teeth and called Nicholas Thompson.

Nicholas Thompson was currently drinking tea with Joshua Thompson and Damian Thompson at the Leaford family home.

“Last time when Fourth Sister and Jeremy Norman went to the factory, they reportedly went to rescue someone. What did you find out? Who exactly were they trying to save?” Joshua Thompson was still unable to let go of that incident.

Even though Molly Walker didn’t say anything, her weakness after being brought back by Jeremy Norman had everyone worried.

The reality of who could compel Fourth Sister to save, left Joshua Thompson both puzzled and jealous.

“If you’re so curious, why don’t you ask her directly?” Damian Thompson asked with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.

“Our relationship is based on mutual respect, if she doesn’t want to talk about it, I’m not going to pry.” But even as he spoke, Joshua Thompson felt there was an answer stirring in the back of his mind.

After all, Fourth Sister had once asked him if he believed that Michael Gallagher was still alive. Even though he thought it was impossible, Fourth Sister was not one to ask meaningless questions.

Could it be that Michael Gallagher is actually still alive?

The thought made Joshua Thompson gulp in horror.

“Do you think it’s possible that Michael Gallagher is still alive?” Joshua Thompson suddenly asked.

The atmosphere turned icy, you could hear a pin drop.

Nicholas Thompson gave him a dismissive glance: “Any evidence?”

“No evidence, but the Fourth Sister’s recent actions… they’re… unusual.”

To quickly jump into a new relationship didn’t seem like Molly’s style.

Although he hoped that his sister could forget about Michael Gallagher quickly, it was clear that she had not. The fact that a person was deeply rooted in her heart yet she pretended to be happy marrying someone else made him even more worried.

“Why don’t you go and ask her? If she really doesn’t like Jeremy Norman, she doesn’t have to force herself to marry him. Even if she never marries, we have more than enough to protect her for life.”

Confidence filled Damian Thompson’s voice.

The wealth of the Thompson family is enough to support her for a lifetime, even ten.

The words of his older brother brought a smile to Joshua Thompson’s face. Of course, as their only sister, she deserved to be pampered.

Just then, Nicholas Thompson’s cell phone rang. He picked it up and placed it on the coffee table. “It’s Gillian.”

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

They knew about the falling out between Gillian Thompson and Daniel Thompson, including the fact that Gillian’s biological parents were still alive, they knew it all too well.

It was natural for Daniel Thompson to be angry. He had treated Gillian as his own daughter, but the higher one’s expectations, the greater the disappointment.

“Answer it.” Joshua Thompson looked at Nicholas Thompson coldly.

He was curious to see if Nicholas would continue to blindly favour Gillian as he had before.

Nicholas knew what Joshua was thinking, and gave a bitter smile, pressing the answer button.

“Second brother!” Gillian cried, “My leg is about to be useless, the doctor said if I can’t pay, I will have to live on welfare. Second brother, please help me, I don’t want to live like this!” Her voice was full of injustice and grievances.

Nicholas was her last straw. She was desperate.

She had given up hope on the ruthless Daniel Thompson. But Nicholas was different, he had always been kind to her, and wouldn’t stand by while she suffered.

Gillian was confident that if she acted pitiful, Nicholas would help her out.

After hearing her words, Nicholas remained silent.

The awkward silence underlined the tension over the phone.

Gillian’s heart pounded. “Second brother, please help me. I am really pitiful. Without a prosthetic, I will be kicked out of the hospital. Even Dad isn’t helping me now. You are the only one I can rely on, Second Brother. Please lend me some money. When I make money, I will…pay you back, okay?”

Borrowing money, repaying money, this was her last shred of dignity.

But even if it meant abandoning her dignity, she had to get this last sum of money.

If Nicholas was willing to help her, it would probably be the last time, and that’s why she chose to ask for money this time.

Listening to her pitiful cries, Nicholas also found it hard to bear. Under Joshua’s icy gaze, he cleared his throat and asked, “How much do you need?”

After all, she had been his sister for so many years. He couldn’t be that cruel.

When faced with Gillian’s desperate pleas, his resolve softened.