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

Time ticked by, yet Samuel Richardson did not arrive.

Samuel Richardson was her only hope now.

Thinking about the unknown father of the baby in her belly, Phoebe felt nauseous.

After Stephen Crane had said that day the baby wasn’t his, he had entered the Leaford family’s villa.

She didn’t leave but quietly inquiring about Stephen Crane and Molly Walker’s relationship, she heard some shocking news: it seemed that Stephen Crane had an unclear and unspeakable relationship with Molly’s grandmother.

If Stephen Crane became Molly’s support, Daniel Thompson would probably have to relent and acknowledge Molly again.

Thinking about her fruitless efforts, Phoebe was both angry and agitated, only wanting to firmly grasp onto Samuel Richardson’s support.

She had called Samuel Richardson several times before finally urging him to come.

Samuel Richardson hurried in, but his face didn’t look good.

Phoebe could tell that his mood was bad.

“So, have you talked to Daniel Thompson?” Samuel Richardson got straight to the point.

Phoebe’s fingers clenched tightly, but she maintained a polite smile on her face.

She didn’t answer directly.

Samuel Richardson sat on the sofa opposite her, his gaze meaningfully lingering on her belly: “I thought Daniel Thompson would be deeply in love. It seems that he still couldn’t avoid falling into the trap and ultimately being captured by you.”

With an admiring “tsk tsk” from Samuel Richardson, Phoebe’s face flushed.

Samuel didn’t think much of it, assuming she was shy. He took out a stack of money from his bag and placed it in front of her: “Here, cooperation fee.”

Looking at the thick stack of money, Phoebe’s heart thumped nervously.

This stack of money wasn’t renminbi, but US dollars.

“What did Daniel Thompson say?” Samuel Richardson’s hand tapped on the table, “Did he say he would divorce for you?”

“He… refuses to divorce.” Phoebe didn’t answer directly.

Samuel Richardson nodded with a knowing smile: “You only have one child, while Amanda Leaford has four. You can’t compete in that aspect, so you can only target the Thompson family’s Property.”

Phoebe stayed silent.

Samuel Richardson continued: “The Thompson family is now mainly in Damian Thompson’s hands. If you can get a share of the inheritance, enter the organization, and slowly disclose the secrets of the Thompson Group to me …”

Samuel Richardson didn’t finish his sentence, but both of them understood.

Samuel Richardson wanted her to undermine the entire Thompson family from within.

When she was a manager at the Thompson Group, she had been approached by competitors to be a traitor, but she had sternly refused because her thoughts were all on Daniel Thompson.

But now, even if she wanted to, she didn’t have the ability.

Looking at the thick stack of US dollars in front of her, an idea suddenly surfaced in her mind.

Phoebe’s pounding heart calmed down as she smiled and put the money in her handbag.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Richardson, I’ve got this.”

If she had any love for Daniel Thompson before, now it was only hatred.

Since she couldn’t get anything from the Thompson family, nor the care and affection from Daniel Thompson, she couldn’t blame herself for being cold-hearted and ruthless.

Samuel Richardson smiled with satisfaction.

Today he received some bad news, but fortunately, all the happiness was found again with Phoebe Belmont.

Just then, the door of the tea house opened, and a man and a woman walked in.

The man had a tall and majestic figure, handsome and deep facial features, an imperturbable expression, cold eyes, and a composure that did not match his age.

The woman beside him, wrapped in a long white robe, wore a fluffy scarf around her neck, her lips bright and eyes almond-shaped and beautiful, stunningly attractive.

As they stood together, they looked like a dazzling pair of celebrities, attracting many people’s attention.

Phoebe saw them too, her face stiffening.

“What’s wrong?” Samuel Richardson glanced back and, when he saw Molly, his face darkened.

Today, he got a message from prison that Isabelle Richardson said someone wanted to kill him, and that he should rescue her no matter what.

Ever since his falling out with Emma Smith, he had thought about Isabelle’s goodness as a daughter.

Whoever wanted to kill Isabelle could only be Molly.

Samuel Richardson stood up and walked towards Molly.

Seeing Samuel’s movement, Phoebe’s heart tightened: “Mr. Richardson, you…”

Before she could finish, Samuel Richardson had already strode purposefully in Molly’s direction.

“Molly!” Samuel Richardson called her name menacingly.

Molly stopped, turned her head slightly, and looked at Samuel Richardson’s hate-filled face.

“I know you have the ‘W’ organization behind you, and there’s nothing you wouldn’t do, but hiring a killer is illegal. If something happens to Isabelle, I’ll never let you go!”

Hearing this, Molly had no expression, but Michael Gallagher beside her frowned.

He shielded Molly behind him, staring coldly at Samuel Richardson.

Seeing Michael Gallagher, Samuel Richardson’s pupils shrank slightly.

“Mr. Richardson, whatever happens to Isabelle is her own doing, don’t be so guilty and think that other people are like you all, hiring killers. Besides your Richardson family, not many people have the guts.” Michael Gallagher’s voice was icy cold, his gaze sharp, making Samuel Richardson’s heart tremble.

He had been in the underworld for so many years, been in all sorts of situations, and dealt with all sorts of people, yet Michael Gallagher was the only one he couldn’t see through.

Although he was older than Michael, in some ways, he was still far from this younger man.

As more and more people gathered around, Samuel Richardson sensed that things were not going well.

“Mr. Richardson…” Phoebe hurried over, trying to prevent Samuel Richardson from confronting Molly directly.

Behind Molly was Stephen Crane’s support. If he offended Stephen Crane, the entire Richardson family would be destroyed within a week.

Samuel Richardson was her only benefactor now, and she couldn’t let anything happen to him.

Samuel Richardson saw Phoebe walking over and sneered at Molly: “Molly, you probably don’t know your father’s affairs yet, do you?”

Molly raised her eyebrows, her gaze falling on Phoebe.

Hearing Samuel Richardson’s words, Phoebe’s eyes widened, her heart almost jumping out of her throat.

Samuel Richardson wouldn’t be planning on telling Molly about her carrying Daniel Thompson’s baby, would he?

Thinking about it, Phoebe’s heart raced wildly.

“Mr. Richardson, I…”

“What affair?” Molly interrupted Phoebe, “Mr. Richardson, I’m curious about Daniel Thompson’s affairs, too. You don’t need to try so hard to keep them secret for him. Why not just say it now?”

She looked around, making sure everyone was gathered, then smiled playfully: “Let everyone keep it a secret together.”

Keeping a secret together, would that still be a secret?

Phoebe was afraid that Samuel Richardson would say everything in front of so many people.

The baby in her belly wasn’t Daniel Thompson’s child at all. If it was said in front of so many people, it would make the news in less than half a day and be debunked by Daniel Thompson.

Looking at Molly’s unconcerned expression, did she know that the father of the child in her belly wasn’t her father?

If that was the case, it was all the more important not to let Samuel Richardson say anything.