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

Alyssa put down her cup, coughing a few times, thinking she had misheard.

“I said, I want to marry your master, Mr. Crane.” Phoebe Belmont said, stroking her lower abdomen with both hands, looking quite smug.

She was not alone now. If not for herself, she should consider it for her baby.

Just an eighty-year-old man, right?

She would marry him.

Upon hearing this, Alyssa’s face turned green and then pale.

She had heard ridiculous things and seen peculiar people, but never before had she encountered someone as shameless as the woman before her.

What was wrong with this Phoebe Belmont? She was ready to offer herself up just because she was saved by someone?

Was this gratitude? It looked more like revenge.

Alyssa’s lips twitched, and she endeavored to keep smiling, “Miss Belmont, I’m afraid I might not be able to help you. Mr. Crane has carried out many acts of charity. Although many have been moved to work under him or become his employees because of it, all have been rejected because Mr. Crane does charity work for peace of mind, not for returns.”

“I will convey your intentions to Mr. Crane, but as for marrying him, I suggest you refrain from saying that in future.”

“Miss Evans, you’re just an assistant, but you sure do meddle a lot,” Phoebe retorted, seemingly amused.

This assistant was indeed extraordinary. Without even revealing her trump card, she was already trying to block her.

The more Alyssa behaved like this, the more Phoebe was convinced of Mr. Crane’s vast wealth. She was determined to latch onto this valuable asset.

“I thought Miss Evans could actually take charge. Seems like I’ve overestimated you. After all, this is a private matter between Mr. Crane and me. It was a mistake to discuss it with you from the start. You can just arrange the meeting. I think I’ll speak directly with Mr. Crane,” Phoebe said casually, sipping some mineral water.

Upon learning about Mr. Crane’s wealth, she even stopped drinking coffee.

She had to protect her unborn child.

Alyssa couldn’t be fully trusted. If she found out about her pregnancy, she might force her to get an abortion.

Being a woman herself, she understood these dirty tricks all too well.

Arrange a meeting… Who did she think she was?

Alyssa was an assistant to Mr. Crane, not to her, Phoebe!

Alyssa laughed out loud, not bothering to be polite, “Miss Belmont, Mr. Crane is busy. He doesn’t have time to meet you.”

“Is that so?” Phoebe gripped tighter, “Do you know the consequences of delaying this matter?”

“What consequences?” Alyssa folded her arms, looking prepared to listen.

Just as Phoebe was about to take out her medical examination sheet from her bag, Alyssa abruptly raised her hand, saying in a nonchalant tone, “I need to take this call.”

Phoebe’s hand, clutching the examination sheet, paused.

Alyssa chuckled, picking up the call.

“Miss Evans, we’ve found Miss Walker’s adopted daughter.”

“Where is she?”

“She’s in Capital City right now.”

Hearing that Miss Walker’s adopted daughter was in Capital City, Alyssa broke into a relieved smile, “That’s fantastic. Mr. Crane will be delighted.”

“Tell me everything about her.”

“She just moved from the hospital to the residence of the head of the Leaford Group, a woman named Molly Walker.”

“Molly Walker?!” Alyssa exclaimed in surprise.

It was her?

She was Miss Walker’s adopted daughter?!

A strange look crossed Alyssa’s face.

Mr. Crane had said that he would give all his assets to Miss Walker’s adopted daughter. If Mr. Crane knew the adopted daughter was Molly Walker, he would surely regret what he had done during the competition.

Hearing Alyssa speak of Molly Walker, Phoebe looked shocked.

She had been listening keenly to Alyssa’s conversation since she answered the call, not quite catching every word, but getting the general idea.

This Molly Walker seemed to be everywhere. Why was she everywhere?

It seemed like Mr. Crane was looking for Molly Walker.

Did they have some special relationship?

She always felt that Molly Walker was incredibly lucky to always have people of power and influence helping her.

Could it be that Mr. Crane was also on her side?

While contemplating this, Phoebe felt her heart pounding, her lips trembling, and her face turned pale in an instant.

Alyssa Evans hung up the phone, her gaze fell onto the paper in Phoebe Belmont’s hand, she slightly nodded: “Miss Belmont, please continue.”

Phoebe Belmont let out an awkward laugh: “By the way, Miss Evans, what does Mr. Crane want with Molly Walker?”

Alyssa Evans’s face turned cold, Phoebe Belmont had actually eavesdropped on her phone call.

“I know her, she was raised by an old garbage picker.”

A garbage picker?

Alyssa Evans furrowed her eyebrows: “What are you trying to say?”

“I am acquainted with Molly Walker. Not to withhold anything from you, this woman is very manipulative. She likes to oppress others simply because she is part of the Thompson family. I wonder what relationship she has with Mr. Crane?”

Seeing how excited Phoebe Belmont was for gossip. Alyssa Evans raised an eyebrow, “There’s not much of a relationship, nothing more than that of Mr. Crane’s wealth inheritor.”

Property inheritor?

Phoebe Belmont abruptly stood up: “What makes Mr. Crane entitle his property to her?!”

“Mr. Crane is a leading figure in the design world, even I dare not question his wishes. Of course, he has his reasons for doing so. No one else is in a position or has the right to interfere..”

Alyssa Evans did not want to chat with Phoebe Belmont anymore. How could this person take things so for granted? Mr. Crane merely helped her out, how could she victimize others?

Indeed, some people are inherently ungrateful.

Upon hearing “leading figure in the design world”, and then thinking that ‘Mr. Crane’ was Mr. Crane’s surname, a name sprang into her mind – Stephen Crane.

Could this Mr. Crane be Stephen Crane?

Phoebe Belmont was astounded.

Heaven, she actually had slept with the world-renowned jewelry design master, the wealthy tycoon, Stephen Crane?

Phoebe Belmont’s face flushed with excitement.

This loss of virtue was definitely worth it, absolutely worth it.

But when thinking of Stephen Crane’s intention to give the property to Molly Walker, she immediately got angry.

Mr. Crane’s property belongs to her and her baby, how could it be given to that woman?

“Miss Evans,” Phoebe Belmont solemnly turned and held Alyssa Evans’s hand, “There are things that it’s time to tell you.”

“The reason I want to marry Mr. Crane is because… I’m carrying his baby.”

“…”

Phoebe Belmont blushed, lowered her head and spoke softly, “I came out from the bar, and it was Mr. Crane who took me to the hotel, right? The day after we had sex, I felt something wrong with my body, and now I’m pregnant.”

“Based on the timing, this baby must be his. Please tell Mr. Crane, he has fathered a child in his old age.”

Alyssa Evans was stunned for a few seconds, it took her almost five minutes to digest this news.

Phoebe Belmont was clearly violated by a group of punks on the street, how dare she pin this on Mr. Crane?

She remembered clearly that Mr. Crane never touched her.

The one who took her to the hotel and helped her change her clothes was Alyssa Evans, not Mr. Crane.

Alyssa Evan initially wanted to tell her the truth, but seeing Phoebe Belmont’s confident look, she suddenly became playful.

“I will convey this to Mr. Crane.” Alyssa Evans gave her a deep look, “Being pregnant, you should rest well and not overexert yourself.”

“Of course, this child is Mr. Crane’s child.” Phoebe Belmont raised her chin, as proud as a peacock.

Alyssa Evans laughed noncommittally.

After Alyssa Evans left, Phoebe Belmont thought of the news of Mr. Crane intending to leave his property to Molly Walker and her heart moved.

She had to warn Molly Walker personally.

Not one cent of Stephen Crane’s property would she have.

Following her whims, Phoebe Belmont, after finishing her snacks, hailed a taxi and headed towards the Leaford family’s villa.

Meanwhile, Mr. Crane also got the news and hurried to the Leaford residence, wanting to meet his beloved adopted daughter in person for the first time.

…

In the Leaford family villa.

Amanda Leaford, Zoey Lambert and others were sitting in the hall, it was indeed a lively scene.

Molly Walker was lying on a comfortable leather sofa, listening to Zoey Lambert talking about Joshua Thompson’s situation.

“This time Joshua made too much noise, my classmates in Sunnydale said that Joshua alerted all the reporters in Sunnydale.”

Molly Walker was cracking melon seeds, calmly listening to Zoey talking about Joshua’s legendary deeds.

Although she hadn’t exploited her organization to help Joshua, No. 4 had already streamed this incident live for her to see.

This time, Joshua was really infuriated, even summoning hundreds of people to blockade the Civil Affairs Bureau.