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

Chapter 365 - 364: Natalie Lambert’s Confidence

Chapter 365: Chapter 364: Natalie Lambert’s Confidence

“It’s nothing.” Molly Walker, afraid that he would find out the truth about their initial marriage, instinctively turned her face away, avoiding his scrutinizing gaze.

Michael Gallagher stared at her, his eyes burning, making it difficult for others to discern what he was thinking.

“You can offer your blood to Jeremy Norman, and let Harry Lambert accompany you in anything, but you are unwilling to talk to me more.” Michael Gallagher closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

His voice was hoarse and deep, his heart felt shackled, and every breath he took brought about a throbbing pain.

He knew that he had hurt her before, and if she was wary of him, it was his own fault. But when he actually faced the situation, all of his limbs felt cold.

Sometimes a good memory can also be quite painful. He was a force to be reckoned with in the business world, yet when facing the girl he liked, he could only lower his head humbly.

Emotions are indeed a luxury and pain.

Michael Gallagher’s questioning made Molly’s heart tremble. She lowered her head, not knowing how to respond.

Should she tell him that she married him with ulterior motives, aiming for his inheritance?

Although her master didn’t explicitly say he wanted the organization returned to him or his descendants when he handed it to her, he did say that if anyone holding the Nathan Parker painting had any requests, she must grant them.

Scarlett Jackson held that painting and wanted her to step down.

Should she do it?

When her master handed her the organization, it was the “L” organization. Now, it was called “W”, and was forged by her and her friends’ hard work.

Looking into Michael Gallagher’s deep eyes, Molly bit her lower lip and whispered, “I will tell you everything after the competition.”

Rather than handing the organization over to Scarlett Jackson, she preferred to tell Michael Gallagher about it herself.

The ‘W’ organization was her life’s work, and she didn’t want to hand it over without understanding the situation.

Seeing her difficulty, Michael’s gaze deepened, and he reluctantly looked away.

He didn’t want to force her.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and said in a low tone, “Go to the competition.”

If she didn’t want to say it, then she didn’t have to.

As long as she was willing to stay by his side and be happy, he would allow her to have small secrets.

Even if he wasn’t the person she was willing to confide in.

Molly checked the time and saw that there were only three hours left before the competition.

The competition was scheduled for two-thirty in the afternoon, which allowed enough time for lunch with the Leaford family.

Soon, Joshua Thompson, Damian Thompson, and the Leaford family arrived. Looking at the tickets handed over by the organizers, Natalie Lambert excitedly rubbed her eyes, afraid she was seeing things.

“Second row! My God, second row! What an excellent position!”

The first row was for the judges, and the second row was practically a VIP level position.

At this moment, several of Natalie’s friends carrying small bags approached her.

“Natalie, did you get the tickets?” The girl in a white cotton jacket looked worried and scared, “We’ve already sold our tickets. I heard there are no more left. If you haven’t managed to get any, we won’t be able to enter the venue.”

“Don’t underestimate our Natalie. Her cousin Ivy Thompson is part of the ‘W’ organization. Getting some tickets should be a piece of cake, right Natalie?” The girl with short hair, cigarette hanging from the corner of her mouth, looked as if she was enjoying the show.

Natalie had asked them to sell their tickets quickly, saying that her cousin, Ivy Thompson, could get front row tickets.

This was an international competition, and even if Ivy was very capable, it would be impossible to get so many front-row tickets.

Front row tickets were generally reserved for certain government officials and their families. Even if they were to sell, the authorities wouldn’t dare do so.

Although the ‘W’ organization was powerful, could it be even more powerful than the government?

“Catherine, stop talking nonsense. As long as we can get in, it’s fine. I still want to buy a set of cost-effective jewelry for my mom. My dad worked hard to get these tickets. If he found out I sold them, he would kill me.” The girl in the white cotton jacket was on the verge of tears.

“Don’t worry, I didn’t sell my ticket.” Catherine held up two fingers, pinching the ticket from her bag, her face beaming with a smile, “I knew this idea wasn’t reliable, so I kept an extra without selling it. Just tell me what you want to buy later, and I’ll get it for you.”

Seeing the ticket, the girl in the white padded jacket opened her mouth slightly, speechless, “You… you, you…”

“I haven’t even said anything yet, but you all seem to have already decided that my cousin couldn’t get tickets.” Natalie Lambert crossed her arms, pouting unhappily, “Catherine, you didn’t sell this ticket, so you don’t want my front-row tickets anymore, right?”

“I don’t want them.” Catherine Brown took a drag on her cigarette and blew out a cloud of smoke towards Natalie. “The front-row tickets are only available to the families of the bigshots. I don’t believe your cousin can get them.”

Hearing this, the girl in the white padded jacket frowned, involuntarily looking at Natalie and said, “Natalie…”

At the time when she heard Natalie’s words, she sold her ticket without hesitation. But now, after carefully thinking about it, she felt that what Catherine said made sense.

Even if that Ivy Thompson is amazing, it’s still not very likely for her to get that many front-row tickets at once.

She heard that both the Thompson family and Leaford family members were attending. One ticket might be possible, but with so many people and so many tickets, the difficulty doubles.

“I’m hungry. I’m going to have lunch first. I don’t want to watch the game with an empty stomach.” Catherine sneered, put the ticket in her bag, and left with a swagger.

After Catherine left, Natalie took out her ticket and calmly handed it to her friend in front of her: “Here, a ticket for the second row.”

The girl in the white padded jacket took the ticket, looked at both sides for a minute, and finally confirmed that it was a real ticket.

“Natalie, this ticket is actually real!” The girl in the white jacket was excited, her cheeks flushing red. “It’s for the second row! The second row! I thought we couldn’t get in, but I didn’t expect your cousin to really get front-row tickets.”

She thought that when Natalie mentioned the front row, it was just a few rows ahead of the tickets she bought. She didn’t expect that this front row would really be the front row.

“I told you my cousin has a way.” Natalie was also happy to get the front-row ticket.

“What about Catherine…”

“She has a ticket, doesn’t she? She shouldn’t need mine.” Natalie’s smile was a little wicked.

This Catherine, although she claimed to be her friend, would often throw shades at her and liked to compare herself with her.

Over time, she didn’t have a good impression of Catherine either.

Today’s incident made her even angrier.

Catherine clearly didn’t trust her but still wanted to pull her friends to sideline her. Luckily, her cousin Ivy managed to get tickets; otherwise, they wouldn’t have seen Catherine’s true colors.

The girl in the white jacket listened to her speak and thought of Catherine’s words just now. She pursed her lips and, in the end, bit her lip without persuading her.

Since Catherine was so sure that they couldn’t get tickets, she might become furious if they told her they did now.

The competition was about to start, and she didn’t want to create any new problems.

Seeing that she didn’t persuade her, Natalie happily put her arm around her neck and laughed, “Don’t worry, it doesn’t matter even if she sees it. She gave it up herself, after all. It’s not our fault.”

Tiffany Smith nodded with worry.

She hoped they wouldn’t bump into her when checking the tickets later.

Catherine didn’t know that Natalie had already got the ticket and went to a Restaurant near the stadium to have lunch.

She sat in the living room lobby at a window seat and saw Natalie entering. She quickly waved at them, “Tiffany, hurry up, there’s a seat here.”

Tiffany hesitated for a few seconds and looked at Natalie.

She had just promised Natalie that she would eat with her.

“Tiffany, come on!” Catherine went ahead and grabbed Tiffany, patiently saying, “Don’t you see the place is full? If you hesitate any longer, we’ll have to eat on the street.”

As this was the only restaurant next to the stadium, many people wanted to have lunch without missing the competition, so they had to eat here.

Looking at the long queue of people outside and thinking of the seat she had managed to grab, Catherine became even more proud.

She looked at Natalie with glee, “I’m sorry, Natalie, but the space is too small, only enough for two people, so you’ll have to…”

She was clearly excluding her from the conversation.

Natalie just laughed but didn’t say anything. This Catherine, was she going to keep up the drama all day, huh?