BXBX NOVEL Chapter 449: 446: I Need You
When the news of Isabelle Richardson’s death came out, Emma immediately thought of Molly Walker. But then she considered that Molly was the boss of “W”. If Molly wanted Isabelle dead, she could have done it sooner rather than in prison. Hence, Isabelle’s death either involved someone else or it was an accident.
Just then, there was a knocking at the door and a skinny man wearing glasses entered.
If Gillian Thompson were here, she would instantly recognize him as the classmate she could not get along with.
“No. 5.”
Despite no sign of surprise on Neil Watson’s face, as soon as he entered, Molly immediately called out his name.
Neil was utterly shocked, he looked at Molly and asked, “You are… the Big Boss?”
Molly smiled and nodded.
A bit shocked, Neil paused before breaking into a smile: “Turns out our big boss is a woman.”
He had speculated earlier that the other identity of the boss might be Ivy Thompson, but actually meeting her left him astounded.
It had never occurred to him that the authoritative figure Y in the organization could be a woman.
It was surprising, yet impressive.
At such a young age, she was in charge of “W”, and despite being a woman, she wasn’t inferior to men.
“No. 5 told me Gillian Thompson was just next door,” Emma told Molly about the gossip she just heard, “She claimed to be a person from ‘W’.”
“She’s using ‘W’ as a bragging chip,” Neil said contemptuously when Gillian came up, “She hasn’t even joined yet and she’s already showing off. After she joins, she can do even more outrageous things.”
“Big Boss, you’re not really going to let her work as a janitor in ‘W’, are you?”
A janitorial job at “W” isn’t as laborious as other places, but quite comfortable instead.
The employees at “W” are well-cultured and conscious about hygiene, most of them work remotely and rarely gather at the company. In essence, the company’s janitorial job is a well-paid, comfortable occupation.
He could not understand why such a good job was being offered to Gillian, a woman like her. Even if it was for Nicholas Thompson’s sake, that shouldn’t necessitate offering her such a position.
He and Gillian Thompson were classmates. During their student years, Gillian used to bully many classmates, especially those from poor families, leaving them severely oppressed under her boots.
Gillian’s arrogant and domineering attitude in the girls’ dormitory was so notorious that even boys in the male dormitory knew about it.
Gillian, in terms of character and morality, was contemptible to him.
Molly listened to his tirade calmly, with a slight smirk: “Out of all the positions in the company, the one she could least accept is the janitor.”
She understood Gillian, a woman with a big temperament and fond of saving face, she would absolutely not accept this job.
Thinking about all the things Gillian had done, Molly sneered, “‘W’ has many corporations and she certainly can’t enter the headquarters.”
“You mean…” Neil’s eyes lit up with excitement, “So, the big boss never intended to let her join ‘W’.”
“W” owns many companies, and thus many janitors.
However, these companies are only under “W”, they are not part of the headquarters. Therefore, they do not enjoy the benefits of the headquarters.
Grasping this, Neil Watson burst into laughter.
“Hahaha, Gillian thought she was entering heaven, she didn’t expect to actually become a janitor.”
A janitor at other companies is, in fact, a real janitor.
As for the benefits of “W”, they have nothing to do with her.
Gillian will probably find it strange as soon as she starts her job, but by that time, it will be difficult for her to back out.
Neil was delighted and felt a sense of satisfaction.
He had investigated Gillian over the past few days and found out that she was genuinely bad, even though she was just an adopted daughter, she was never satisfied.
Seeing Neil in a pleasant mood, Molly also felt relieved.
She was not a saint, and neither could she offer Gillian a good position in view of her relationship with Nicholas, this wouldn’t be fair to the people of “W”.
Being a manager at “W”, she had to set an example and could not use the organization’s privileges for unacceptable purposes.
Knowing the truth, Neil’s mood improved. He sat straight in the chair and started sipping tea happily.
With a clatter, Harry Lambert walked in, one hand propped on his crutch while the other pushed the door open.
His handsome eyes scanned the room, landing on Molly before dropping again.
He started walking towards Neil, who frowned and pointed towards Molly, “Sit next to Big Boss.”
In the past, Harry was Y’s right-hand man, wherever Y was, he would be there too.
Why was he choosing to sit so far away now?
Harry lowered his head, pausing with his hand on the crutch. He said nothing and chose to sit next to Neil instead.
“Come sit here.”
The moment Molly Walker’s gentle voice broke out, Harry Lambert jerked his head up, his eyes rimmed with red.
He had been in the wrong last time.
Though his intentions were good, he still ended up hurting her and Michael Gallagher.
“No. 6” in “W”, had let personal feelings influence his actions for the first time.
Even if Molly held no grudge against him, he could not forgive himself.
“Come on over, or should I invite you?” Molly smiled broadly at him, her smile so dazzlingly radiant that it stole one’s breath away.
Harry Lambert lowered his gaze, trying to calm his wildly thumping heart.
He took a deep breath, stood up, and supported himself with his crutch, step by step, he “walked” towards her.
Today, he was not Harry Lambert but “No. 6” from inside “W”.
Sitting next to her, the heat from Harry Lambert’s blood gradually cooled back down. His body stopped feeling pain, but only the center of his palm remained aware, blood drawn from his nails digging in intensely.
“Today’s meeting is important, so perk up. We’ll need you to help out soon…” Molly said calmly, her gaze deep as she looked at the door.
Soon, Christopher Evans and his friends would arrive.
This meeting was bound to be an extraordinary one.
“We’ll need you to help out”, words which were like a tonic, infusing Harry Lambert with renewed energy.
She still needed him.
He couldn’t afford to give up!
Harry Lambert put his crutch aside and, like Neil Watson, perked up.
Today, for every member of Christopher’s group that showed up, he would fight them off. If two came, he would take both down.
Following that, No. 4, No. 3, No. 2, and No. 7 arrived.
Apart from No. 4, everyone else looked surprised when they saw Molly.
But upon seeing Harry Lambert sitting next to her, they immediately made the connection.
This woman was their “Y” from “W”.
They were used to communicating with voice changers and masks, so being seen “naked” like this was a bit strange.
Molly, however, didn’t seem surprised. All these men had revealed their “true faces” before her.
On the other hand, save for Harry Lambert, nobody knew that she was Y.
“Christopher Evans is downstairs, says he brought the heir of the Jenkins family.” No. 3 broke the silence in the room.
The heir of the Jenkins family… Zachary Jenkins?
Harry Lambert raised an eyebrow, instinctively looking at Molly.
Didn’t Michael Gallagher give up on “W”? What was he doing here with Christopher Evans? Is he still interested in “W”?
Molly’s lips turned up slightly, her face serious, keeping her thoughts hidden.
Sandy Smith nervously pinched her fingertips,
She felt a bit uncomfortable with this “openness”.
Thinking of what Christopher Evans had told her, No. 3 felt both clueless and nervous.
Christopher Evans had asked him to support Mr. Jenkins.
He had never met this Mr. Jenkins, but no one could remain unfazed in face of the “temptations” that Christopher Evans offered.
Even more so after meeting the real “Y”, he had begun to question his life’s goals.
A woman was in charge of the entire “W”.
It was not that he looked down upon women, but the thought of such a young woman controlling such a massive organization “W” shook his faith.
What did this mean?
It meant she was awesome!
Despite being a woman, she could match up to men in every aspect. What collapsed was not just his faith, but also self-doubt.
“No. 3, who do you think will win, Y or Christopher Evans?” Neil Watson leaned in and quietly asked No. 3.
No. 3’s stance had always been unclear, and he didn’t have good relationships with No. 4 or No. 6. Instead, he got along well with Christopher Evans.
No. 6 said that a confrontation situation would definitely emerge this time. He wanted to know who this person, who seemed to be simultaneously young and capable, would choose to be with.