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

The clamor of the music cut off some connection.

Outside the door, Joshua Thompson was leaning sideways, a cigarette hanging from his mouth. He seemed completely oblivious to his sudden appearance.

Looking at Molly Walker’s face gradually turning red, Joshua Thompson squinted dangerously, “Still not done chatthing?”

His handsome face and shockingly vibrant red hair were eye-catching. He first scrutinized his sister for a few moments, then turned his attention to Michael Gallagher, checking their clothes for neatness and confirming that there was no lipstick on Michael’s lips. Satisfied, he relaxed.

“Finish talking and then come out.” He smirked arrogantly, with the cigarette pinched between his fingers, and let out a smoke ring casually.

Without his coat, he was only wearing a white shirt. The buttons were undone, exposing his collarbones, presenting a slack and insolent stance.

His intrusion into the atmosphere didn’t seem so inappropriate considering Jeremy Norman had already downed a few bottles of wine in such a short period on his birthday. At this rate, things were bound to get out of control.

“Are my cousins still at the bar?” She smiled awkwardly as the embarrassment on her face started to cool.

Third Brother had such impeccable timing coming through that door

“Yes.” Joshua Thompson nodded, signaling her to go downstairs.

Molly Walker glanced at Michael Gallagher and hurriedly left.

Standated by the door, Michael was blocked by Joshua.

As time passed, it almost felt like a replay of the bar scene, except that back then it was Michael who had blocked the door.

At that time, Michael had questioned his relationship with Molly.

It only happened a few months ago, but it felt like years had passed.

Joshua Thompson, usually playful and dismissive, was uncharacteristically serious. His casual tone carried a warning: “Mr. Jenkins, the Jenkins family is too high of a threshold for the Thompson family to cross.”

“You’re too modest; it’s me who’s reaching too high,” Michael Gallagher replied calmly, his expression unchanged.

Joshua Thompson was taken aback.

Damn, he was being sarcastic, but how could this guy take it seriously and play along!

“As long as you’re aware that you’re reaching too high.” Joshua Thompson’s handsome face immediately turned cold, a chill seeping into his eyes. “You cannot harm my sister again.”

Just the thought of the hardship his sister had suffered these years because of this man made him furious and eager for revenge.

Michael Gallagher lowered his eyes, his thick, long eyelashes concealing the turbulence underneath. “I have not harmed her and never will.”

He had already lost her once, he would not lose her a second time.

Seeing his determination, Joshua Thompson suppressed the anger in his heart and thought of Molly’s shocked and blushing face, exhaling a deep breath.

Forget it, her happiness is what matters the most.

“Anyway, getting past me won’t be easy.” Joshua Thompson gave a menacing smile, “If she gets hurt again, I’ll make you pay twice over.”

When Michael was dead, he had shed a few tears, but unexpectedly the bastard had come back to life which not only made his tears futile but also made him feel as though he had been played.

Even though his older brother had reported that Michael had been unconscious for several days before coming around, he still felt that Michael was just watching the drama.

Downstairs, Jeremy Norman guzzled down his fifth bottle of wine, causing gasps of surprise from those nearby.

“Mr. Norman, that stuff is strong; you can’t drink too much.”

Everyone knew the reason for his worsening state, and they figured they wouldn’t be thinking straight if they went through the same experience either.

Who could have imagined that Michael Gallagher would rise from the dead? Even a TV series wouldn’t dare to write such a plot twist.

“Yeah, Mr. Norman, women are like clothes; if one is lost, just replace with another.”

On hearing this, the hand Jeremy Norman used to hold his bottle staggered, his eyelashes lifting to cast a menacing look. “She’s not a piece of clothing,” he stated.

She was the one he held dearly in his heart and couldn’t let go.

Out of a sentiment of love and longing, several women who had been quietly adoring him began to sob.

How could such a good man fall in love with a married woman?

“Oh, poor Mr. Norman ”

“Yeah, he fell for a married woman.”

“Except for looks, status, and social standing, how am I not better than Ivy Thompson?” A girl sobbed into her hands in desolation. Hearing her words, everyone fell silent.

They realized that they were truly inferior to Ivy on all counts.

Coming to this realization made them even more upset.

Among them, one girl was sitting aside, drinking just as much as Jeremy Norman. She was drinking the same number of bottles as he did.

She was dressed in a sexy, black, strappy long dress. Sitting in a dark corner unnoticed, she was barely visible.

Just as Jeremy Norman was on the verge of collapsing from too much alcohol, and a few girls were eagerly looking to make their move, she picked up a bottle of unopened wine from the side and walked up to Jeremy Norman.

Confident in her seductive figure, she boldly met the burning eyes of the men around her. Putting down the bottle on the table, she opened it with a swift move.

“1982 Lafite Rothschild.” She passed the wine to Jeremy Norman.

On hearing her bewitching voice, the drunken haze in Jeremy’s eyes cleared up a bit.

“Olivia Sawyer!”

Someone recognized her.

Olivia Sawyer, the only daughter of the Sawyer Group in Sunnydale, was primarily involved in the entertainment industry. She had starred in several popular series, but her reputation hadn’t been positive. A while ago, she got engaged to Jake Leaford of the Leaford family. However, the fallout from the “Black Swan Hotel” incident led both families to call off the engagement.

“Why is she here?!”

People were surprised to see her. Looking at her calm and placid expression as she sat next to Jeremy Norman, many were left in shock.