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Chapter 84: Chapter 84: Are You Worthy of Being a Brother?

Translator: 549690339

She stammered and hesitated, lowering her head in distress.

Seeing her like this, Nicholas Thompson thought she was afraid to speak and his face darkened a bit, “Just say it, don’t be scared. Mom and Dad are here, and we’ll stand by you if anything happens.”

Gillian Thompson glanced at Damian Thompson, biting her lip reluctantly…

It was dusk at the Gallagher family’s villa.

A Maybach had just driven into the garage.

The aunt they had hired followed, “Mr. Gallagher, your wife is back.”

Michael Gallagher’s eyes darkened.

His mother had been behaving well in the hospital lately, not causing trouble, and obediently undergoing tests. The main reason was that she mistook him for her brother.

His mother loved his brother and always listened to him.

Before his brother died, they lived in another place. This place was where they moved after his brother died.

Since his mother found this place, it meant that her memory was restored.

“Where is she?”

“In the living room, she’s been waiting for you for three hours.” The aunt was also a little scared, thinking about the attitude of her wife.

Michael Gallagher frowned and strode towards the living room.

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In the hospital, under the urging of Nicholas Thompson, Gillian Thompson took a deep breath and whispered, “l don’t know how I fell…”

In front of everyone, she added, “But it seemed like a hand touched me.” Nicholas Thompson stood up abruptly.

“It was her!” He stared coldly at the emotionless Damian Thompson, “You and my younger brother defended her, isn’t Gillian’s words clear enough? It’s her, this heartless woman!”

“We don’t know what kind of person she has become without being with us for so many years.” Without thinking deeply, Nicholas Thompson couldn’t help but speak angrily.

“Our family hasn’t had peace since she arrived…”

“Shut up!” Daniel Thompson spoke, his brows furrowed, and his voice stern, “She is your sister.”

“So what if she’s my sister? What do I need a malicious sister like her for? It would be better if she never came back…

A slap interrupted his words.

Nicholas Thompson covered his face, surprised at the person who hit him.

“Mom…”

“Don’t call me mom!” Amanda Leaford trembled with anger, “She is your sister. She has suffered so much outside for so many years, and when she finally comes back, this is your attitude towards her?”

“Are you worthy of being her brother?”

This slap woke up not only Nicholas Thompson but also the others in the room.

Especially Daniel Thompson, seeing his wife hit someone, he excitedly came over like he had discovered a new world.

In front of everyone, Daniel Thompson held his wife’s hand and rubbed it for her, elatedly saying, “Amanda, you can hit people now!” “Hahaha! You can actually hit people now! Hahaha!”

“I’m so happy! My wife can hit people now!”

In the past, Amanda Leaford mostly acted like a wooden person, living in her own world, and rarely showing her emotions like this.

His wife could hit people now, and Daniel Thompson was both delighted and happy.

Amanda Leaford nervously withdrew her hand and stammered, “What nonsense are you talking about… The kids are here!”

“What’s wrong with this? You can hit people now, everyone is relieved when you hit someone happily.”

Everyone: .

“Nicholas won’t be angry.” After Daniel Thompson finished speaking, he glanced at his son warningly.

Nicholas Thompson forced a bitter smile. What could he say?

Of course, he’s happy that his mother is getting better, but it’s also uncomfortable to be hit in front of so many people!

But the person who hit him was his mother who had been sick for many years.

Even if he was uncomfortable, he had to endure it.

“Mom, don’t hit my second brother, it’s all my fault. If you want to hit someone, hit me.” Gillian Thompson’s face turned pale, covering her mouth and choking back tears like a child being abandoned, tears streaming down her face. “It’s all my fault. If I hadn’t gotten hurt, my second brother wouldn’t have been so angry.”

Amanda Leaford stared at her silently.

Gillian Thompson’s heart was racing.

She thought about the last time Amanda Leaford heard her on the phone. Although Isabelle was taken away by the police this time, the phone call had been overheard, and there was still a big risk.

Especially now that Amanda Leaford was better, would she…

As she worried, Amanda Leaford walked over.

Amanda Leaford picked up a tissue from the side and handed it to her, sitting by her bed and asking softly, “Gabriel, tell your mom honestly, did Ivy really push you when you fell from the stairs?”

Gillian Thompson’s crying stopped abruptly, her cheeks flushing bright red. She hurriedly lowered her head and muttered, “l… I’m not sure…”

Amanda Leaford had just slapped Nicholas Thompson, and her thunderous demeanor made Gillian afraid to accuse Molly Walker.

But she had already said that someone pushed her. If she denied it now, she would be accused of lying.

Once a lie is told, you need countless more lies to cover it up, and the arrow that’s already pulled has no choice but to fly.

“But someone did push me at the time…” She paused and continued, “It wasn’t necessarily my sister. I believe in her character. The person who pushed me must be someone else.’

At the time, only she and Molly Walker were on the steps, and if it wasn’t Molly Walker, who else could it be?

These words seemed to defend Molly Walker, but they also indirectly accused her of being the culprit.

Amanda Leaford said to them, “You guys go out first, I want to have a few words with Gillian.”

Daniel Thompson hesitated for a moment but eventually nodded, “We’ll wait for you outside. Call us if you need anything.”

After finishing, he took the lead to leave, Nicholas Thompson wanted to say something, but Damian Thompson dragged him out, “Let’s go.”

When everyone had left and the door closed, Amanda Leaford carefully looked at her adopted daughter.

Although she had been sick for years, she still had her memories and knew what had happened.

This girl had served them wholeheartedly over the years, which is why the Thompson family loved her.

As for whether she had ulterior motives or developed them later, it was unknown.

“Mom…” Gillian Thompson sat up nervously, always feeling an inexplicable fear towards this suddenly recovered mother.

“Do you have anything to say to me?”

Amanda Leaford nodded, her beautiful brown peach blossom eyes narrowed, her beauty and nobility apparent. All of her children inherited her gorgeous looks, especially those eyes.

Before, Gillian had always envied her brothers’ looks, so she went for minor cosmetic surgery modeled after Amanda Leaford when she was young. It wasn’t until she saw Molly Walker that she realized that fakeness could not match true beauty, even if she tried to change herself later, it was still just an imitation.

“Gillian, let me ask you one more time, was someone really pushing you behind the fall?”

Gillian Thompson nodded, “There was indeed a hand that pushed me. There’s no need for me to lie about this… Mom, don’t you believe me?”

Amanda Leaford said “Hmm” lightly, “l indeed don’t believe.”

In Gillian Thompson’s surprised gaze, she said meaningfully, “l saw it.”

Saw it!

What did she see?

Did she see her fall by herself?

Or did she see that it wasn’t Molly Walker who pushed her?

“Mom… l… ” Gillian Thompson panicked, her mind buzzing..

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