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Chapter 569: 564: If There Were No Ifs_1
Chapter 569: 564: If There Were No Ifs_1
Chapter 569: Chapter 564: If There Were No Ifs_1
Nicholas Thompson’s face was pale, and he could barely stand steady, “It’s not possible, Catrina has been so good to her, always speaking up for her. She has no reason to harm Catrina.”
“If she has no reason, does Molly have one?” Michael Gallagher said with a cold laugh, “If the killer really is Gillian Thompson, what are you going to do?”
No, it can’t be Gabriel…
Nicholas Thompson didn’t want to think about it, nor did he dare to.
He and Catrina had been so good to Gabriel, how could she do such a thing?
“Nicholas, if your sister is really that great, would she attempt to kill the Third brother? Don’t forget, she’s the one who almost killed Third brother,” Molly Walker’s words completely shattered the hope in Nicholas Thompson’s heart.
He thought of that moment in the car when Gillian Thompson’s struggle flashed by.
At that time, Gillian Thompson had almost, just almost, pressed the accelerator.
Some things seem absurd, but upon careful consideration, they make sense.
Yes, if Gabriel could even kill Joshua, what couldn’t she do with a ruthless hand?
Seeing Nicholas’s face turn shades of pale and green, Michael laughed coldly, took Molly in his arms, and left without looking back.
Nicholas wanted to follow, took a few steps, but his feet felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.
Watching the backs of Michael Gallagher and Molly Walker leaving hand in hand, Nicholas Thompson felt as if something was gripping his chest, making it hard to breathe.
“If you had a good relationship with Catrina, would she not have encountered this misfortune?”
Nicholas’s questioning voice was loud.
Molly stopped in her tracks.
“You’re so protective of your friends, and you are also the manager of ‘W’. If… if Catrina had a good relationship with you from the start, you definitely wouldn’t have let anything happen to her, right?”
Nicholas murmured, as if he was asking her but also asking himself.
Molly didn’t answer.
However, Nicholas knew he was right.
Molly was very protective of the people around her. If he hadn’t been so confrontational with her, maybe Catrina wouldn’t have died.
Molly is so capable, she definitely would have protected those close to her, just like she protected Zoey Lambert.
He was also responsible for Catrina’s death.
She was fine when abroad, but everything went wrong once she got involved with him.
How is he not also an indirect murderer of Catrina?
Thinking this, a wave of sorrow welled up within him.
“Instead of lamenting here, you’d better check up on what Gillian Thompson really did that day.”
Michael’s words hit Nicholas hard like a hammer to the bottom of his heart.
Nicholas Thompson closed his eyes tightly, his fists clenched…
Gillian Thompson…
At this moment, Gillian Thompson and Ethan Hopkins were already dressed up, getting ready to meet Samuel Richardson.
Just as they were about to leave, Gillian Thompson’s cell phone rang.
Gillian glanced at the cell phone, seeing it was Nicholas, she answered without a second thought.
“Hello, second brother, were you looking for me?” Gillian’s voice was filled with surprise.
It had been more than half a month since Nicholas had reached out to her.
This number was her private one, known only by a few very close people.
“I need to see you,” Nicholas’s tone gave away neither joy nor anger, “Are you at home?”
While putting on her shoes, Gillian paused and glanced at Ethan, equally perplexed, and replied with surprise, “Ah, second brother, today I have plans to meet a friend with Ethan; we’ve already left… What’s the matter, second brother? Just tell me over the phone.”
Although she was pleased Nicholas was trying to get in touch, the prospect of actually encountering him filled her with dread.
Catrina Rodriguez’s death is ultimately related to her, and she can’t hide it forever. If Nicholas Thompson sees through her, she would be in deep trouble.
“Have you already left the house?” Nicholas stood downstairs, glancing at a certain floor of the building.
The light in that room was still on.
This was the “love nest” he had given to Ethan Hopkins and Gillian Thompson, as well as one of the dowries for Gillian.
“Yes, second brother, I’ve already left the house,” Gillian lied effortlessly, “How about I call you when I’m done with my things?”
Calling when done and meeting when done were vastly different things.
Gillian held her cell phone tightly, trying hard not to give herself away.
Ethan Hopkins gave her a casual glance.
Gillian might be foolish when it came to other matters, but she played her role well in these circumstances.
Perhaps because her life was at stake, this time, she managed to maintain her facade perfectly.
Once he dealt with the Thompson family, he would find a way to sever ties with Gillian completely.
Although he wasn’t a good person, murder had far-reaching implications, and he hadn’t had enough of his good days in the country yet, so why should he have to flee abroad with Gillian?
“Let’s go.” After hanging up the phone, Gillian finally relaxed and, feeling triumphant, hooked her arm through his, “My second brother is still so naive, he believes anything I say.”
Ethan’s lips curled up in a wicked smirk, “Indeed, quite stupid.”
However, shortly after their words fell, just as they walked out of the building, they were immediately proven wrong.
Seeing the person smoking in front of the building, Gillian trembled all over, thinking she had seen wrong.
Ethan also saw the person, and his expression was quite something to behold.
Gillian awkwardly said to that person, “Second… second brother… what are you doing here?”
Nicholas stood up straight and extinguished his cigarette.
His eyes were deep, showing no emotion, “Didn’t you say you had gone out?”
“Oh, I… I just forgot to bring something… so I came back to get it,” Gillian’s face turned various shades of pale, “Second brother, do you have an urgent matter? Why wait here for me…”
The moment she saw Nicholas Thompson, Gillian’s heart clenched fiercely, and she broke out in a nervous sweat.
What she feared most now was not the police, but Nicholas.
The two had lived so closely together for many years; they knew each other best.
Nicholas showing up unexpectedly to confront her was highly unusual.
“I have some questions to ask you,” Nicholas said steadily, his gaze fixed on her, “About Catrina.”
Gillian was terrified deep down, but she tried her best to maintain her composure: “Alright, ask me.”
“How did Catrina’s cell phone end up in your possession?”
“Didn’t I tell you about this before? Zoey’s cell phone was left at my place, and I was just thinking about bringing it to her,” Gillian said, nervously glancing toward her brother, “You can see the police record at the Police Station directly… To be honest, since Catrina and I were close, her death has kept me awake at night these past few days. Now you’re specifically asking me these questions, I’m afraid I won’t be able to sleep tonight either.”
As she spoke, Gillian’s eyes welled up with tears: “She was the sister-in-law I acknowledged, and seeing her in that awful state that day… I cried all day long, I… I’m really scared, and very sad.”
The nightmares were real, and so was the fear; hence, her tears were heartfelt.
Nicholas lowered his lashes: “So you’re saying you were the last person to see her.”
Gillian’s heart skipped a beat.
“Second brother…”
“Gabriel, is Catrina’s death really not related to you?” Nicholas stared at her, unmoving, “Catrina was good to you, she always defended you from the beginning to the end.”
“Second brother, what do you mean by that?” Gillian asked in panic, her eyes reddening, “Did someone tell you something? Molly, was it Molly? What did she say? Did she say I was the one who killed her?”
“Second brother, don’t you know what kind of person I am?” Gillian looked at him pitifully, tears streaming down her face, “I no longer have any relatives, no friends, and just when I had a sister-in-law who cared for me, would I lay my hands on her, am I insane?!”
“Second brother, you know me, I have always had a good relationship with my sister-in-law, I have no reason to hurt her.”
Gillian spoke with genuine emotion and conviction, and as Nicholas watched her cry her eyes out, the scales of his judgment wavered.