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

Not dead…

“How can that be possible!” Molly Walker firmly refuted, her heart racing wildly.

“No. 6, you should know how difficult it is to fake one’s death. It’s not like it’s a TV series.” Although she admitted that what happened to her was already beyond imagination, the possibility of Michael Gallagher faking his death was too low, only a ridiculously bad scriptwriter could come up with such a plot!

“If he’s really still alive…” Harry Lambert paused, “Would you remarry him?”

“No way.” Molly Walker’s long eyebrows furrowed, frustration hinted in her voice, “Don’t ask me this kind of question anymore.”

The prerequisite of remarriage is that Michael Gallagher is still alive. Is this possible?

This is a luxury she dare not even think about.

Harry Lambert dropped the topic.

“I went to Capital City a few days ago and checked out the situation in the organization.” Harry’s fingers curled, and coldness filled his large peach-blossom eyes. “The organization seems peaceful, but there has been a significant change. You’ve only been issuing orders and rarely showed up in these years. People there have been spreading rumors that you might have died already.”

Molly Walker slightly nods, her slender eyebrows raised slightly.

She just hasn’t appeared for a long time, and she has released missions inside the organization over the years, even sometimes taking the missions herself. She never thought that some people in the organization would wish her dead.

She originally planned to go there during the design competition, but it can’t be delayed any longer.

“I booked a flight to Capital City, departing the day after tomorrow.”

If she doesn’t go and check on the organization now, they might declare her death officially.

Harry Lambert looks at her hesitatingly, knowing that Michael Gallagher is a painful topic for her and that continuing the conversation might upset her-

Watching Harry Lambert leave, and recalling the conversation, Molly Walker’s heart was racing.

She stood up and paced back and forth, her mind kept going back to Harry’s words, “I don’t think he’s dead.”

Not dead, is it possible?

She slumped into the chair, her eyes tightly closed, her fingers clenched into fists.

Ever since she was acknowledged by the Thompson family, she felt that nothing was impossible in this world.

At this moment, her cell phone rang. It was a call from Elizabeth Aitken.

“Molly, do you know any reliable lawyers?”

Molly’s heart skipped a beat: “What happened?”

“I am going to sue Aaron Howard!”

After leaving the Thompson family’s estate, Harry Lambert drove directly to the Gallagher family’s villa.

In the attic of the Gallagher family villa, many photos were laid out, most of them were photos of Michael Gallagher and Xavier Gallagher.

The assistant went in with a mop and broom to clean up. At this moment, a silver Porsche sports car drove into the villa.

“Master Zhang, a guest is here. He says his surname is Liu.”

A surname of Liu?

Brian Lewis thought about it and couldn’t remember anyone he knew with that surname.

Ever since Michael died, half of the servants in the villa had left. So many people died in the Gallagher family this year that those with weak psychological endurance left directly.

He, as Michael’s assistant, stayed back unexpectedly, unmoved by any offers.

he walked out of the villa and saw Harry Lambert standing in the courtyard.

The biggest difference between a celebrity and an ordinary person is an indescribable temperament that others cannot imitate.

“Mr. Zhang.” Harry Lambert strode over, took off his sunglasses, revealing a beautiful face, with a slight smile at the corner of his lips, “Do you have time for a chat?”

“No time.” Brian Lewis just turned around, and a mocking voice from Harry Lambert rang out:

“Waiting for Michael Gallagher to come back?”

Brian Lewis’ steps paused, slowly turned around, and a trace of anger appeared on his amenable face: “Harry Lambert, Mr. Gallagher is dead, please show some respect for the deceased.”

“Mr. Gallagher was killed by your crazy fan, you are indirectly responsible for it. So, think before you speak.”

With a smirk, Harry Lambert stared at him intently, “If Michael Gallagher is dead, why are you still here guarding his place? You’re just an assistant; there’s no need for you to guard Michael Gallagher for a lifetime, is there?”

“On the day of Michael Gallagher’s cremation, someone from the Gallagher family went to make trouble at the crematorium, but you suppressed it. You did this so hastily and unreasonably, were you trying to hide something?”

Brian Lewis’ eyebrows tightened, and he turned and walked into the house, closing the door with a “bang.”

This reaction was within Harry Lambert’s expectation.

The suicide note left by Michael Gallagher was too coincidental, as if he knew in advance that he would die. And the attitude of this assistant was full of weirdness.

He just wanted to provoke Brian Lewis with those words, yet the man still revealed some flaws despite trying to hide them.

Harry Lambert’s lips were pressed into a straight line, and his eyes were full of mockery.

“Michael Gallagher, you’d better be alive.”

A car stopped outside the small courtyard where Elizabeth Aitken lived. Molly Walker got out of the car and found that the small courtyard had been smashed to pieces, from the surrounding wall to the ground.

Since it had not yet been demolished, the small yard looked like this, obviously because of human intervention.

Molly’s heart sank as she took a few steps and heard Elizabeth’s piercing scream.

“Elizabeth!”

Molly hurriedly ran over, followed by a few bodyguards.

In the room, Aaron Howard was on top of Elizabeth, his face hideous. “This house was originally our family’s ancestral property. If it wasn’t for your friend, how would my sister have exchanged houses with you? And you have the nerve to sue me?”

“Your friend Jake Leaford is about to marry someone else. No one can help you now!”

Aaron squinted at her chest, tore her shirt open with one hand, and buttons scattered, revealing a large expanse of fair skin.

With tears streaming down her face, Elizabeth had never felt so humiliated, even though she had been married to the man in front of her.

Aaron covered her mouth with his hand. Just as she was desperate, the pressure on her body suddenly disappeared.

“Elizabeth, are you all right?” Molly hurriedly took off her coat and covered Elizabeth with it, helping her up.

Elizabeth shook her head, her eyes fixed on Aaron in shock.

Molly coldly ordered the bodyguards behind her, “Strip off his clothes and throw him in the promenade in downtown.”

Upon hearing this, Aaron’s face turned pale. “What do you want to do?”

“You like playing this kind of game, don’t you? Let’s see how well you can play!” Thinking of what had just happened, Molly felt nauseous and disgusted.

Aaron trembled all over.

Stripped naked and thrown on the street?

How would he ever show his face again!

Before he could react, the bodyguards took him out of the room.

Elizabeth sat on the bed, hugging her knees, and her eyes widened in shock.

Molly hugged her and comforted her, stroking her head. “It’s all right now.”

“Molly, now I finally understand why you were so determined to send Isabelle into prison.”

“Because some people can’t be dealt with by private punishment, but you really want them to die. If it wasn’t for my loved ones in this world, I would have wished to die along with Aaron!” Thinking of Aaron’s recent humiliation of her, Elizabeth wept bitterly.

Although she had been married to Aaron before, the relationship within marriage and being forced into a relationship after divorce were completely different.

These days, Aaron, taking advantage of Molly’s comatose and Jake’s busy schedule, had developed wicked thoughts of remarrying her. When she refused, he simply went for it by force.

Molly hugged her, patting her shoulder.

“What’s going on between you and Jake?”

She remembered that Jake liked Elizabeth, but she also heard that he was recently engaged to heiress of the Sawyer Footwear Company.

“Doesn’t he like you? How come he is engaged to Olivia Sawyer now?”

She had heard about Olivia during her time with the Gallagher family, heard about her glorious deeds. It was said that she changed boyfriends frequently, changing almost every month. But because she was pretty and rich, this daring behavior won her a lot of fans.

Mentioning Jake Leaford, Elizabeth’s pupils trembled, and she bit her lower lip, her smile fading. “His mother arranged a blind date for him when she found out he was hanging out with me lately. He said that this engagement is just to please his family and that he won’t really marry Olivia.”

But there were already photos of him and Olivia embracing, and their engagement photos looked like a perfect match.

Elizabeth laughed bitterly.

Molly was silent for a moment and then asked, “Was there any hidden reason you rushed to get married back then?”

With her eyes red, Elizabeth nodded. “It was his mother who forced me to leave back then, or else she would make me drop out of college. I finally got into college, and I didn’t want any accidents.”

Molly’s eyes reddened as she hadn’t realized that her friend had suffered so much back then.

During college, she had been fully committed to the organization and rarely paid attention to the people around her.

“But they’re engaged now…”

An engagement between wealthy families was akin to a marriage, a strong combination of alliances. The purpose of the marriage was clear: for the benefit of both families.

Molly frowned. It would be hard for Elizabeth to feel secure with someone like Jake, especially given his engagement.

“I know he’s engaged, and there’s no possibility for me and him anymore.”

From the moment of his engagement to Olivia, their relationship was impossible.

She would never be a mistress, never!