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

Chapter 319 - 318: Ivy Thompson, Can I Trust You?

Chapter 319: Chapter 318: Ivy Thompson, Can I Trust You?

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A reply came back faster than she had expected: Don’t know, what’s up?

Emma Smith quickly edited the message, but in the moment before she sent it, her cell phone was suddenly snatched away by Samuel Richardson.

“Sending this to Ivy Thompson?”

Emma Smith was taken aback, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes.

Samuel Richardson played with the phone, his sharp eyes firmly locked on her face: “This matter has not been confirmed yet. If Phoebe Belmont was lying, what you sent to Ivy Thompson would be fake news.”

Emma Smith closed her lips and remained silent. Samuel Richardson handed the phone back to her with a playful smile: “Confirm it with Phoebe Belmont tomorrow before telling her. Don’t worry, I dare not oppose her now. I’m more than happy for you to carry out such credit-seeking actions.”

She had never thought of seeking credit through such matters.

Samuel Richardson’s words had left a bitter taste in Emma Smith’s mouth.

But at present, they had only heard Phoebe Belmont’s side of the story. How things actually stood was still unknown.

“Then, speak to me only after you have confirmed it with Phoebe Belmont tomorrow.” Emma Smith didn’t want to argue with Samuel Richardson. With her arms crossed, she closed her eyes to rest, sitting in the car.

The next day, Molly Walker woke up in the Leaford family’s villa just as dawn broke, when an unexpected call from Harry Lambert roused her from sleep.

“Has that person contacted you? I heard she found her way into the organization.”

In the video call, Harry Lambert’s beautiful face was filled with shock.

“Can’t you find any information on her?” Molly Walker sat up straight, sleep instantly giving way to alertness.

“The person was using a fake identity, but the object in her hand was indeed Master’s.”

Molly Walker pondered for a moment, her heart beating wildly.

That person deliberately concealed her identity, but easily handed over Master’s item. It showed that she had connections within the organization.

Master once said, after his death, she should take care of the Jenkins family. If someone brings a painting by Nathan Parker, it would mean his descendant had arrived.

“Is it an authentic painting?” Molly Walker clenched her lips, eyes trembling.

As Master’s descendant, she was obligations to look after her.

The reason why the “W” organization existed was due to Master, as he was the one who guided her onto this path.

The precursor of the “W” organization was Master’s, called the “L” organization. Later, Master handed over the organization to her, she restructured it, and then renamed it as “W”.

Harry Lambert abruptly asked: “You think, will Master’s descendants come to seize the ownership of the organization?”

Molly Walker was taken aback.

Harry Lambert added: “If they really come to seize it, it would depend on whether they have the ability.”

“When Master initially handed over the organization to you, there were only a few people. Now the organization’s growth and development are all due to your efforts. If his descendants intend to reap where they did not sow, well ”

Harry Lambert’s laughter was cold as an ice blade.

Molly Walker remained silent.

These past few years, she had entrusted the organization to No. 6 to manage, not only for his utter loyalty, but also for his excellent capabilities, both in managing people and funds.

“Given she is Master’s descendant, she certainly knows all our affairs, don’t reveal my identity prematurely.” Molly Walker hung her head, “Try to find out as much as you can about her, so we’re not constantly being caught off guard.”

In the entire Orientopia, as long as the organization wanted to investigate, there was no one they couldn’t find, unless it concerned individuals at the government level.

Master’s descendants couldn’t possibly be at that level.

“We agreed to meet during the design competition.”

Molly Walker responded lightly, “Hmm.” She planned to attend this competition in her organization’s capacity, and they would inevitably meet then.

“I?thought?Master’s?descendant?was?he,?I?didn’t?expect?a?woman?to?pop?up?from?nowhere.” Harry Lambert sounded dissatisfied.

Molly Walker chuckled lightly: “Since she’s brought the token, she must be related to Master. We should treat her well to avoid Master blaming me a century from now.”

“By the way, you can use all the connections you have developed during your long stay in the entertainment industry.”

“How?”

“I plan to elevate Olivia Sawyer.”

“Good.” As soon as promoting somebody was mentioned, Harry Lambert was somewhat excited.

After working undercover in the entertainment industry for so long, he had slowly infiltrated the organization with his connections and money. It could be said that at this point, he could cause a major earthquake in the entertainment industry whenever he wanted to.

Ever since his last attempt to tail Michael Gallagher failed, Molly Walker seldom assigned him any tasks.

This time, however, it was his area of expertise. He must accomplish this task successfully.

To promote Olivia Sawyer?

Not only does he want to promote her, but he also wants to elevate her to the top-notch celebrities in Orientopia, and even on the international stage.

After hanging up the call, Harry Lambert hurriedly sent out a message stating that he would be making a comeback.

This time, he would not return as a celebrity, but in the name of capital.

If Scarlett Jackson represented capital, he would be the capital behind the capital.

“By all means necessary, sign Olivia Sawyer. Accept whatever conditions they propose,” he ordered.

When this message from Harry Lambert came out, a certain group instantly blew up.

Famous Investor A: “My God, the Big Boss has spoken.”

Famous Director B: “Big Boss, you’re finally back!”

At this time, Olivia Sawyer was being scolded by her superiors at her company.

The company she currently worked for was an entertainment agency called “TopEnt.” The company was neither too big nor too small, but the only notable and popular talent they had was her.

The company’s boss had already found out about Olivia Sawyer’s confrontation with Scarlett Jackson. He called her into the company early the next morning.

“Here’s our termination agreement. Take a look.” Victor Moore lamented the loss of such a moneymaker but had to make a painful decision to let this cash cow go.

“In just one year, you have destroyed your reputation with scandals. Any publicity can be good publicity, but you shouldn’t have offended Scarlett Jackson.” The thought of Olivia Sawyer getting on Scarlett Jackson’s wrong side kept Victor Moore up at night.

You don’t want to offend Scarlett Jackson if you wish to continue working in the entertainment industry.

Scarlett Jackson had built a vast network of friends in the industry and held control over most entertainment capital. Anyone she wished to freeze out, no one would dare go against her.

“The company isn’t just about me, Olivia. I’m sorry, but I had no choice.”

Olivia Sawyer was emotionless. She glanced at the agreement and quickly signed her name: “It’s okay. I’ve been wanting to change companies. If you didn’t get rid of me, I would’ve gotten rid of you sooner or later anyway.”

Victor Moore’s face turned ashen, then white.

“Alright.” Olivia handed over the agreement, stood up nonchalantly, “Goodbye. Thank you for your guidance over these years.”

She slung her bag over her shoulder and strutted towards the exit with pride.

Behind her, Victor Moore couldn’t help but call out loudly, “Which company would want you now? You’ve made enough money over these years. Why not just open up a trendy digital store and start over?”

Upon hearing this, Olivia Sawyer paused in her steps.

Her manager’s assistant, Yvette, followed her with teary eyes.

“Olivia, where do you plan to go?”

Olivia curled her lips, suddenly remembering Ivy Thompson saying that she wanted to promote her.

“Going home to rest, waiting for new benefactors to show up.”

“You can’t really believe her, can you?” Yvette was anxious and annoyed. “Are you crazy believing her? She’s the daughter of the richest man in Sunnydale, not the richest man in the world.”

“What kind of place do you think the entertainment industry is? Being wealthy doesn’t get you anywhere without connections. What could she, a young woman who has just graduated, possibly do to compete against Scarlett Jackson?”

Yvette became angrier the more she thought about it, and eventually started to choke up, “You shouldn’t have helped her. She’s your rival in love. What good could possibly come out of you helping her? You ruined your career for her, was it worth it?”

Was it worth it?

Olivia Sawyer had already left the company. Looking up, she saw the sun rising, everything was beautiful and peaceful.

Several years ago, she almost begged to get into this company, eventually becoming a budding star in the entertainment industry.

And now, she had nothing.

Gazing at the bustling streets, Olivia Sawyer felt a little dazed.

“Ivy Thompson, can I really trust you?”