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

Chapter 24: Chapter 24: The Gallagher Family Can ‘t Protect You

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On the man’s acne-riddled face, there was a terrifying scar that stretched from the corner of his eye to the root of his nose. It wasn’t obvious when he wore sunglasses, but as soon as he took them off, it was clear to see.

When he laughed, the scar became even more pronounced, making him appear sinister and cunning.

“What made Miss Walker think that it was Daniel Thompson who invited her?” Daniel Thompson, who was he and why would he invite her for tea?

The man sneered as he reminded her: “It’s our Mr. Richardson who’s looking for you.”

Mr. Richardson, Samuel Richardson?

Hearing this name, Molly furrowed her brows, and a bad premonition rose in her heart.

Though the Richardson family was wealthy, there were many rumors about Samuel Richardson.

It was said that Samuel Richardson had built his wealth from scratch, and he had been in and out of prison several times past his prime.

Although it had been refuted, Samuel Richardson was notoriously brutal in his methods.

The most famous incident was when, as a child, Isabelle was chased by a male classmate who wanted to confess his love to her. That boy’s hands were later cut off, and Samuel Richardson easily resolved the issue with money.

From that moment on, nobody dared to bully Isabelle again.

Such examples and techniques were commonplace in the Richardson family.

Although they would eventually confront the Richardson family, now was not the right time.

“I’m sorry, I have things to do. I won’t be having tea with you and Mr. Richardson today.” Molly smiled and declined, but no one in the car listened to her.

The destination was reached quickly.

It was a villa far from the downtown area.

Surrounded by mountains on all sides, it looked peaceful and idyllic, but nobody knew what happened within its walls.

As the car slowly entered the villa, Molly took out her cell phone, only to find there was no signal after entering.

There were messages from Joshua Thompson and Michael Gallagher on her phone.

She had a look, and they were both asking her where she was, but she couldn’t send a message now and couldn’t reply.

After getting out of the car, the two bodyguards stayed closely at her side, forcing her to walk forward.

Entering the villa, a huge sofa was placed in the hall, and Samuel Richardson was seated on it, holding a cup of tea in his hand.

Samuel Richardson was bald and wore a black vest with a shirt. On his arms was a coiled snake tattoo with its mouth wide open, as if swallowing everything outside.

“Here she is,” Samuel’s face had a smile but inexplicably sent chills down her spine. “Miss Walker, have a seat.”

“Do you have a good relationship with Joshua Thompson?” Samuel’s smile didn’t change.

Molly shook her head: “No.”

“If your relationship isn’t good, why did he ruin the cooperation between the two families for you? Miss Walker, I don’t like people lying to me.”

Upon hearing his insinuating words, Molly’s heart sank.

Samuel Richardson was indeed not an ordinary man, as he had found out the reason for the ruined cooperation so quickly.

But she was currently on his territory, and if she admitted it now, Samuel was capable of doing anything.

It’s not that she was unwilling to admit it, but she could not.

“Mr. Richardson, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She steadied herself and pursed her lips. “I’ve only met Joshua Thompson a few times, and the cooperation you mentioned has nothing to do with me.”

“Michael Gallagher’s wife, Joshua Thompson’s rumored girlfriend, Miss Walker, I never thought Isabelle would offend someone as important as you.” He lit a cigarette, took a puff, and slowly blew it out.

There was a strange taste to the smoke, and Molly disdainfully leaned back.

Samuel Richardson noticed her subtle movement and smiled meaningfully. He called in his bodyguard: “Light one up for Miss Walker so she can have a taste.” Molly’s eyebrows knitted tightly: “No need, I don’t smoke.”

“Ah! How can a young person not smoke? If you don’t know how, then learn right now.” The last few words seemed to be spat out through his teeth.

Molly watched the mysterious cigarette, while her heart pounded.

It wasn’t that she was afraid of smoking, but she couldn’t guess the composition of this cigarette of unknown origin.

Since Samuel Richardson had found out the reason for the failed cooperation, today he would definitely force her to do something.

“Miss Walker, since Joshua ruined the cooperation for you, you must be able to help us get this cooperation back on track, right?”

“This cooperation is significant for our entire Richardson family’s future. We can’t afford your revenge. I am willing to overlook the past, but you must make the Thompson family relent and continue working with us.”

Samuel Richardson’s words allowed no dissent.

The bodyguard lit a cigarette next to him.

Smelling the cigarette, Molly Walker felt a little dizzy.

Not good, there must be something wrong with this cigarette!

Her mind racing a thousand times a second, Molly clenched her lower lip, trying to stimulate herself to stay awake.

She looked at Samuel Richardson and gritted her teeth, “Mr. Richardson, you’ve misunderstood. The collapse of your negotiations with the Thompson family has nothing to do with me. I don’t have that kind of power to help you secure a deal.”

Damian Thompson had said that it was already impossible for the Thompson family to cooperate with the Richardson family, which meant that the Thompson family had its own considerations.

“Miss Walker, are you saying you don’t want to help?” Samuel Richardson stood up, his face changing from clear to dark.

He had already found out the reason for Joshua Thompson’s sabotage of the cooperation and thought that the young girl would be scared enough to say anything. But unexpectedly, she was determined to be against the Richardson family.

“Miss Walker, you have no relatives, and Michael Gallagher is about to divorce you. The Gallagher family can’t protect you, and it’s unwise to oppose the Richardson family,” he stated, trying to persuade her one last time.

Molly sat on the sofa, her back straight, without saying a word.

Her long hair was held up by a hairpin, and a few broken strands falling on her shoulders made her face even more delicate.

Her features were outstanding, so it was no wonder that even Joshua Thompson had protected her.

This girl had the capital.

Pity, that such capital would soon be destroyed.

If the cooperation couldn’t be achieved, he even had the heart to crush her to death.

He, Samuel Richardson, had been proud all his life, and now was crushed by a little girl.

“Joshua Thompson sabotaged our cooperation for you, but if I cut off one of your hands, even Michael Gallagher won’t be able to say anything,” Samuel Richardson thought. In his opinion, Molly’s biggest reliance at this time was Michael Gallagher.

Joshua Thompson’s attitude mattered little since she was destined not to enter the Thompson family’s door, becoming at most a mistress of that Thompson’s boy.

Only by seeing the coffin would she shed tears.’

Samuel Richardson stood up and said to the bodyguard beside him, “Call them all in and have a good time with Miss Walker.”

The bodyguard nodded, turned and walked out.

The door opened, and five bodyguards, led by the scar-faced man, walked in grinning.

As they walked, they threw off their upper-body clothes and onto the ground.

They hadn’t had this kind of fun in a long time.

Usually at this time, it meant not only good benefits but also a generous bonus.

Samuel Richardson indeed knew how to destroy a person.

When a girl loses her dignity and pride, she can only be at the mercy of others.

Watching these people approaching her, Molly clenched her fists, pressed her tongue against her upper jaw, and stepped back slowly.

About a kilometer away from the villa, a car was rushing towards the place.

Isabelle Richardson was sitting in the car, gripping the steering wheel with her fingers, and stepping on the accelerator to the max with her foot.

The trees outside the window moved at high speed, and the wheels spun quickly.

Her mind was spinning rapidly as well.

She knew her father’s methods well.

They might be dirty, but they were effective.

Not only would the ruined girls never speak of it, but they would also beg their tormentors to keep it a secret.

But recalling Michael Gallagher’s promise, Isabelle only wanted to save Molly quickly.

Only then would Michael marry her in peace.

If something happened to Molly, Michael might never divorce her.

Isabelle understood herself, and she understood Michael even better.

Molly had a place in Michael’s heart.

What she had to do was nip this problem in the bud before Michael found out.

“Molly, I hope nothing happens to you,” she thought..