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

Chapter 136 - 136: His Emotional Breakdown

Chapter 136: Chapter 136: His Emotional Breakdown

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Gillian Thompson’s face flushed and turned pale alternately.

The matter of Amanda Leaford making the recording had always been her mental knot, and it also became the biggest loophole in her defense.

Thinking that Lily Turner had told her that the cell phone was destroyed, Gillian Thompson calmly said, “l don’t know anything about the recording. It’s hard to say whether it was a real recording or accidentally pressed. Before there is any evidence, please don’t slander me.”

Molly Walker sneered but didn’t speak, not telling her that the cell phone had been found at the foot of the mountain.

Although the cell phone had been severely damaged, it wasn’t beyond repair.

The atmosphere was tense, but Gillian Thompson was the first to compromise, “l heard that you had an argument with Dad and gave up on the project. This project is really important. As long as you’re willing, we can work together to grow the family business.”

Molly Walker laughed coldly, “The family business is supported by my brother. Even without you and me, it can grow stronger.”

Gillian Thompson laughed indifferently and softly said, “But this project is different. I sincerely want to take you with me. If you don’t want to, let’s forget it. ”

“Now our family is being watched by many forces. If this project doesn’t go well, the damage to our reputation will be the least of our worries. It’s possible that the entire Thompson family will be affected.”

Molly Walker pressed her lips together, her eyebrows furrowing.

Gillian Thompson glanced at her and smiled triumphantly, “So this time, my friend stepped in, and she’s no ordinary person.”

As Molly Walker was about to leave, not wanting to listen to her nonsense, Gillian Thompson said, “You’ve heard of the W Organization, right?”

As expected, her words caused surprise on Molly Walker’s face.

Gillian Thompson raised her chin proudly.

She knew that the whole of Orientopia was aware of this organization; it had even become a trending topic several times, but it had always been the stuff of legends, with only a few people having any real contact with them.

Only those in the upper echelons knew that the organization truly existed and could undertake various tasks. As long as the tasks didn’t involve human lives and criminal activities, they could accept them and usually complete them successfully.

Not only was she able to make contact with people inside the organization, but she could also become friends with them, something that many people wouldn’t dare to dream of because the organization’s people rarely directly interacted with the outside world or revealed their identities.

“l know a team leader in the organization,” Gillian Thompson confidently smiled, “With her help, this project will definitely have no problems, I’m advising you out of kindness, if you don’t want to, don’t do it, I won’t force you.”

Gillian Thompson was confident that Molly Walker would be interested in this matter once she knew about it.

Even Phoebe Belmont was tempted, and she didn’t believe that Molly Walker would be indifferent to such things.

“Aren’t you going to participate in the jewelry design competition? I’ve heard that the design team in the organization is also very strong. When the time comes, I can put in a good word for you, and maybe you can even go inside for further studies.’

Upon hearing this, Molly Walker couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

“What are you laughing at?” Gillian Thompson’s face darkened, “Don’t you believe me?”

“No, I believe you.”

At first, Molly Walker thought Gillian Thompson was boasting, but when she heard her mention the strength of the organization’s design team, she guessed that Gillian Thompson wasn’t lying.

The design team within the organization was indeed strong, because it was led by her personally and was one of the main sources of income for the organization.

Gillian Thompson’s friend might indeed be someone in the W Organization.

However, daring to use the name of the organization to make contacts in the business and political world was a taboo within the organization.

When she took over the organization, she continued to uphold this rule, so Gillian Thompson’s friend had violated the organization’s taboo.

Molly Walker’s lips curled up, the smile not reaching her eyes, “If you don’t mind me asking, what’s your friend’s name?”

There were many people in the organization, and she didn’t necessarily remember every one of them, but once she had a name, it would be easy for her to find out who the person was.

“Why are you asking her name?” Gillian Thompson asked suspiciously, “Do you think you’d know her if I told you her name?”

Molly Walker just smiled and didn’t say anything.

However, this time, Gillian Thompson was more cautious and didn’t reveal the name.

Molly Walker made it clear that she had no interest in the shares, so Gillian Thompson didn’t mind showing some real goodwill, but that didn’t include introducing her resources to her.

“Even if I tell you her name, it won’t help,” Gillian Thompson looked at her with disdain, “If you’re thinking of getting to know her through me, I advise you to give up on that idea. If I hadn’t saved her life, our relationship wouldn’t be so good.”

“Thank you, I’ll consider what you just said,” Molly Walker didn’t wait for Gillian Thompson to say anything else and immediately left the hospital room.

She was about to use her cell phone to ask No. 4 to investigate the person when she saw Michael Gallagher standing in front of her.

He had come specifically to look for her.

“l have something for you,” he stated bluntly.

Molly Walker subconsciously took a step back, thinking of Isabelle Richardson and guessing that his reason for finding her must not be good.

“I’m very busy,” she said, turning to leave, but Michael Gallagher grabbed her wrist.

Molly Walker struggled, but fearing to cause further impact in the busy hospital, she said in a low voice, “Let go. Isn’t it enough for me to go with you?”

She was afraid of harming her baby during the argument.

Michael Gallagher’s hand holding her wrist paused, as if just reacting, and let go immediately, as if burned.

He narrowed his eyes, his low voice emotionless, want to ask you a few questions.”

Molly looked up to see that his eye sockets were a bit red, as if suppressing something.

There was still a bandage on his face, a remnant of their time trying to save her.

Molly Walker’s heart suddenly softened, and she said hoarsely, “Fine, I have some questions for you too.”

As the two left the hospital, a man wearing sunglasses and a mask blocked their path.

Looking at the newcomer, Molly Walker’s eyes widened.

“Why didn’t you look for me?”

It was Harry Lambert.

Although he was fully equipped, she could still vaguely see his facial features and outlines, bold and beautiful.

He was tall, with a height of 1.85 meters, extremely thin but with muscles, wearing a long down jacket stylishly.

He seemed to ignore Michael Gallagher’s presence and stared at her intently.

“Why is it No. 4 and not me?”

Harry Lambert’s voice trembled, like shattered feathers, ready to disperse at any moment.

Molly Walker stared at him anxiously, her lips pressed together, not speaking. Today, No. 6 was clearly out of control, not even discerning the situation, and even dared to question her in such a place.

This place was bustling with people, and Michael Gallagher was even nearby.

Given No. 6 1 s character, he shouldn’t make mistakes in situations like this.

Over the years, she had indeed only looked for No. 6 whenever she had a problem and had never sought anyone else’s assistance. But since the incident last time, she had hoped that No. 6 and she could both cool down, never considering anything else.

She hadn’t realized that this matter had such a big impact on No. 6.

“Whether I look for you or for him, it’s all the same. If there’s anything to discuss, we’ll talk about it later. Right now, I have something to do with Michael Gallagher…”

Before she could finish her sentence, No. 6 reached out and hugged her tightly.

Molly Walker’s body stiffened, her eyes widened, and she even forgot to push him away.

As Harry Lambert hugged her, tears streamed down from behind his sunglasses, “I’m sorry….”