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

Emma Smith pursed her lips and slowly lowered her eyes.

She was different from Isabelle Richardson. Isabelle could do anything for her own goals, even willingly becoming Samuel Richardson’s puppet. However, Emma had always refused to be Samuel’s puppet, but she had a weak spot: her mother.

She wasn’t Jerry Jenkins’ friend now, but would be forced to become his friend by Samuel Richardson in the future.

Despite her constant resistance, she knew that she couldn’t overpower him, and eventually, she would have to compromise with Samuel.

Under Molly Walker’s questioning gaze, she nodded with teary eyes: “Yes, I am friends with Jerry.”

Her voice was choked with emotion.

Molly immediately understood that Emma might have been threatened.

Thinking about Mr. Jenkins’s recent actions, and Jerry, Molly had an answer in her mind.

“Do you need me to help you with anything?” Molly hesitated, “As long as I can help, just let me know.”

“We are friends.”

Hearing Ivy Thompson said that, Emma almost burst into tears.

That’s right, Ivy Thompson really regarded her as a friend.

Yet, how could someone like her, an illegitimate daughter, be friends with someone as wonderful as Ivy?

She lowered her eyes to hide the tears welling up in them.

“Thank you, Ivy.” She really wanted someone to help her at this moment, but she didn’t want Ivy to keep helping her.

As a friend, she shouldn’t always ask for help, or their remaining bond would be consumed.

At that moment, a warm hand gently supported her arm.

“I’ll go with you.” The gentle voice, like heavenly music, whispered in her ear, “Don’t be afraid. I’m here; no one can threaten you.”

Emma shuddered, and a surge of warmth spread from her heart to her head. Unable to hold back her tears any longer, they fell.

She had considered resisting Samuel with her life, but her mother was still alive. She couldn’t die and wouldn’t die.

The last time Samuel stopped covering her grandmother’s medical expenses, he really did stop them.

Thinking of the text message from her mother on her cell phone, Emma felt an overwhelming sense of guilt and sorrow.

“Emma, don’t worry about your grandmother and me. If you marry a fool, your life will be ruined. Even if your grandmother dies, she won’t rest in peace. Don’t listen to Samuel, we’re fine. Don’t ever listen to him, Emma,” the text message stung Emma’s eyes, filled her with both relief and guilt.

As time ticked away, the maid reminded her again, “Miss Richardson, if you are unwilling to go, I will report the situation to Mr. Jenkins.”

If she reported to Mr. Jenkins, the cooperation between the Richardson and Jenkins families would fail.

Emma clenched her teeth and forced a smile at Molly, “Ivy, I’ll go take a look first.”

Seeing Emma’s refusal, Molly didn’t persist, gently saying, “Call me if anything happens.”

“Okay.” Emma nodded and followed the maid upstairs.

As soon as Emma entered the room, Molly frowned and followed her up.

Emma didn’t understand Mr. Jenkins’s character, but Molly did. This old man wouldn’t give up until he achieved his goal.

Compassion, kindness and power were all worthless in front of Mr. Jenkins. Anything related to Jerry couldn’t be good news.

“What’s going on?” Michael Gallagher saw Molly go upstairs and walked over to join her.

Molly stared at the upstairs room without speaking.

Soon after, a scream came from the room upstairs.

Molly’s face turned pale. It was the room that Emma had just entered!

Music playing on the first floor was drowned out as sharp-eared guests looked up towards the second floor.

“What happened? It sounded like someone was calling for help.”

“I think I heard it too, maybe I misheard?”

Downstairs, everyone was discussing.

“What’s going on?” Mr. Jenkins, with a gloomy face, walked over leaning on his crutch, followed by equally unhappy-looking Samuel Richardson.

Seeing the group of people behind Mr. Jenkins, most of them were entrepreneurs, and a few reporters were mixed in.

Molly Walker suddenly understood, it wasn’t surprising for despicable people to use some despicable means.

“Help me stop them.”

Molly Walker looked deeply at Michael Gallagher, it was his grandfather’s doing again.

Meeting Molly Walker’s meaningful gaze, Michael furrowed his brows and looked at Mr. Jenkins.

Molly Walker quickly grabbed the door handle, and sure enough, it opened when she turned it. She swiftly opened and closed the door with a “bang,” so fast that no one could see what was happening inside.

Mr. Jenkins and Samuel Richardson wanted to come over but were stopped by Michael Gallagher at the door.

“Michael, what are you doing? Miss Richardson is inside. If anything happens to her in our house, we can’t afford to pay for it.” Samuel’s face was extremely grim.

Samuel Richardson caught sight of Michael and showed several strands of fear on his face, but it returned to normal after a few seconds.

He had already seen the news of Michael coming back to life, but seeing it with his own eyes still gave him a shock.

He didn’t expect Michael to be not only a member of the Gallagher family but also an illegitimate son of the Jenkins family.

If he had the support of the Gallagher and Jenkins families as his son-in-law, it would be great, but unfortunately

Thinking of this, Samuel felt a pang of pain; it was all because of Isabelle’s incompetence.

Luckily, he has more than one daughter, and if he couldn’t win over the Gallagher family, winning over the Jenkins family would be fine.

“Grandfather, you must be confused. Isabelle Richardson is in prison, how can she be in our house?” Michael Gallagher’s face didn’t change as he stood in front of them, not letting them advance one step.

“It’s not Isabelle, it’s Emma Smith!” Mr. Jenkins was extremely dissatisfied and had some anxiety on his face, Jerry was still inside, and he didn’t know how he was doing.

“How do you know the person inside is Emma Smith?” Michael Gallagher was relentless, and the sarcasm in his smile was very ironic.

Mr. Jenkins’s white eyebrows furrowed, and he signaled to the bodyguards beside him.

The bodyguards looked at each other and reached out their hands towards Michael to intercept and take him away.

At this moment, Joshua Thompson walked over and stood beside Michael Gallagher.

Soon after, Damian Thompson and Nicholas Thompson also walked over.

Four outstanding men stood shoulder to shoulder, forming a natural fortress.

The bodyguards stopped in their tracks. They could take away their young master, but what about the others?

The atmosphere was tense for a moment, and no one dared to speak.

In a small corner, the girls were all discussing.

“God, they are so handsome ”

“So pleasing to the eyes, I’m amazed.”

“Is this the man behind Ivy Thompson? I envy her so much!”

“Why don’t I have such a brother?!”

Michael Gallagher, along with the Thompson brothers, each of them over six feet tall, were an impressive sight standing there.

Seeing Damian and the others, Mr. Jenkins’s face showed a trace of astonishment.

Why had the Thompson family come?

He was gloomy and didn’t dare push them away in front of so many people. Meanwhile, Samuel Richardson grew anxious and whispered to Mr. Jenkins, “Emma is still inside, what if your grandson bullied her “”

“Being bullied, isn’t that good?” Mr. Jenkins interrupted him, his face revealing uncontrollable anger.

He was more afraid of Jerry being bullied by Emma Smith if anything!