Chapter 31: Chapter 31: What Do You Want Me to Do
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After a while, Isabelle finally found her voice again, her heart pounding with a mix of nervousness and jealousy.
If Molly was Ivy Thompson, Isabelle would be forever beneath her.
“It’s highly likely.”
Seeing Gillian Thompson’s equally annoyed face, Isabelle quickly guessed what she was thinking.
Gillian didn’t want Ivy to come back.
And she didn’t want Molly to become Ivy either.
“What do you want me to do?”
Gillian gestured with her hand, and Isabelle leaned in closer to listen.
Outside the Thompson family’s estate, a black Maybach had been parked for a long time.
The driver was a young man who took off his night-vision goggles when he saw Molly leave.
“Mr. Gallagher, the young lady is out. Do you want to greet her?”
Luckily, their car was unmarked and parked in a concealed spot, so Molly, riding a mini yellow car, didn’t even notice it.
“No need.’
Once outside the Thompson estate, there were bustling streets, and it wasn’t far from the nearest place where Molly lived.
Watching his boss’s mysterious gaze, the assistant let out a soft sigh.
He was about to investigate the relationship between Joshua Thompson and his wife, but at the critical moment, Mr. Gallagher stopped him.
If it was a misunderstanding, it wouldn’t be a problem, but if it wasn’t…
The assistant glanced at Michael Gallagher in the rearview mirror.
If even a man like Mr. Gallagher was being cheated on, he would no longer believe in love.
“Mr. Gallagher, perhaps the relationship between the young lady and Mr. Thompson isn’t what you think…” he couldn’t help but advise once more. “Hmm,” Michael Gallagher said, clenching his fists and his gaze turning cold.
“Do we continue the investigation?” the assistant asked timidly.
Thinking about what he promised Isabelle, Michael tightened his lips, “No
need.”
“Monitor the person who took Molly away, and keep an eye on the Richardsons’ movements.” The thought of Molly being taken away in public made him feel suppressed anger.
If he didn’t deal with it now, those people could cause her more trouble in the future.
So, before any problems found her, he would rather solve them himself.
The assistant couldn’t understand what Mr. Gallagher had him do today.
Even though he couldn’t help but care about his wife and wanted to avenge her, he still didn’t have the courage to keep her by his side.
He didn’t understand Mr. Gallagher’s thoughts, but he had a feeling that Mr. Gallagher would surely regret it in the future.
“Do you want the compensation arrangements for the divorce to be transferred to her account tomorrow?”
“Yes.” Michael looked out the window indifferently, “Transfer the money to her account according to what I told you.”
Even though Molly planned to leave empty-handed, he still compensated her.
There were not only properties but also a monthly allowance.
The assistant didn’t understand this approach and hesitated several times.
He was still so good to his ex-wife even after initiating a divorce.
If Miss Richardson found out, there would be more trouble.
Molly was almost home when she realized she had forgotten something.
Her box containing information about her origins.
Not wanting to go back the next day just to get it, she retraced her steps all the way back.
By chance, she ran into Isabelle.
Seeing her, Isabelle froze as if she had seen a ghost.
Ever since she learned Molly might be Ivy Thompson, Isabelle wished Molly would just disappear.
Her grudge with Molly had become a deadlock.
Mrs. Walker died, and the dead cannot come back to life; this grudge can never be resolved.
She originally thought that Molly was just an ordinary person, but she didn’t expect that Molly might actually be the Thompson family’s lost heiress.
After Gillian Thompson reminded her, she immediately asked the detective, who had just found this information.
Joshua Thompson indeed took Molly’s hair for a DNA test.
“Didn’t you just leave? Why did you come back?”
Isabelle Richardson’s voice was a bit awkward.
She was constantly worried about Molly getting too close to the Thompson family and being recognized.
Running into Isabelle, Molly felt bad luck.
She didn’t want to bother with her and continued walking towards the gate.
Joshua Thompson said he had given the box to a servant who was waiting for her at the door.
She didn’t want to waste time on irrelevant people.
Seeing that Molly completely ignored her, Isabelle choked on her words, unable to make them come out.
Seeing Molly walking towards the Villa, Isabelle immediately followed her.
At the entrance of the Villa, Gillian Thompson was wearing a nightgown and came out for some fresh air. Seeing the servant holding a box at the door and looking around, she casually asked, “What is this?”
“Third successor asked me to wait here and give this to Miss Walker.”
Gillian Thompson frowned and looked at the ordinary box, unable to see anything special from the outside.
She didn’t know what her third brother had given Molly.
“Let me see.” She reached out her hand.
The servant instinctively stepped back.
Gillian Thompson impatiently walked over, and before the servant could react, she snatched the box away.
“Miss!” The servant became anxious, as the third successor had said that this item must be handed directly to Molly and no one else should touch it. “This is Miss Walker’s item, the young master said not to let anyone else touch it.”
“Am I just anyone else?” Hearing that Joshua Thompson didn’t let anyone touch it, Gillian Thompson became more curious, bypassed the servant, and immediately opened the box.
A piece of worn cloth and a note appeared in her sight.
This piece of cloth looked quite old.
She picked it up carefully with her fingers and examined it; it looked like a handkerchief, nothing special.
So, her gaze shifted to the note.
The servant was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot: “Miss, I beg you, please give it back to me. If the third successor finds out, I’ll be fired.”
“Stop nagging!” Gillian Thompson impatiently glared at her, “If you keep nagging. I’ll fire you right now.”
The servant immediately stopped talking, her face flushed.
Gillian Thompson smiled triumphantly.
Her intuition told her that the secret of the handkerchief was on this note.
She picked up the note.
The wind blew and the note moved; as she stared at it intently, she hadn’t read a few words when the note was snatched away by a hand.
“Miss Thompson, are you so interested in other people’s privacy?” Molly asked coldly.
Gillian Thompson’s face flushed: “l just wanted to know what my brother gave you.”
“He didn’t give me anything; this is my item.”
“Please give it back to me, Miss Thompson.” Molly reached out her slender hand, her bright eyes sparkling under the light, stunningly beautiful.
Looking at her delicate features, Gillian Thompson felt jealous and annoyed.
Her own features were quite average; if not for her dance training since childhood and various medical beauty treatments, she would have barely reached her current level, but she was still inferior to Molly’s looks.
Thinking about Amanda Leaford’s extraordinary appearance, Gillian Thompson felt increasingly twisted inside.
Amanda Leaford and Daniel Thompson’s child was quite good-looking, while she was adopted because she wasn’t that outstanding and didn’t need the Thompson family’s cover-up since everyone knew she was adopted, as the difference in appearance was too great.
And the person before her, who had lived in a slum, was stunningly beautiful.
If Molly entered the Thompson family one day, she would become a permanent sidekick to Molly.
Under Molly’s cold gaze, Gillian Thompson reluctantly smiled and handed her the box.
As Molly’s hand touched the box, Gillian pretended to slip, dropping the box into the swimming pool beside them..
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