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

Her biological daughter

Gillian Thompson’s heart skipped a beat.

A feeling of impending doom dominated her thoughts, making her head spin.

Daniel Thompson had turned a blind eye to every outrageous thing she had done, he wouldn’t say something like this. Why was he acting so ruthlessly now?

“Daddy, even though I’m not biologically yours, I’ve always considered you as my real father. Haven’t you forgotten when you were recuperating from your appendectomy, I looked after you every night ”

“Enough!” Daniel Thompson impatiently cut her off, “I remember all that, no need for you to remind me.”

His words hit her like a blow to the head.

With a “thud”, Gillian Thompson swayed, feeling as if she were a lonely fallen leaf, her forehead throbbing slightly, beads of sweat forming.

Daniel Thompson was no longer sentimental about their past!

No matter what she had done, as long as Daniel Thompson still felt some father-daughter affection, he would never be this cruel to her.

But now, Daniel Thompson had given up on her!

“I’m asking you, what really happened to your leg?” Daniel Thompson suddenly changed the topic.

Quickly processing his question, Gillian repeated the lie she had told to Phoebe Belmont: “It happened at the Leaford family house ”

Her aim was to shift the blame onto the Leaford family.

Gillian thought she was being clever, but Daniel Thompson saw right through her.

Daniel Thompson huffed coldly.

“Are you trying to say, someone from the Leaford family broke your leg?” Daniel Thompson’s voice was ice-cold. “Gillian Thompson, you’re a pathological liar!”

“I asked Amanda about it. You didn’t even have the opportunity to go in there. How could anyone from the Leaford family have injured you?”

At his words, Gillian instantly panicked. “Daddy, it was very dark that night, I didn’t see anyone clearly. You know, there are not many people who hold grudges against me. If it’s not them who else would dare to harm your daughter.”

Daniel Thompson warned her in a low voice, “You don’t need to return to the old house anymore, ask your biological parents to take you away.”

“Biological parents ” Gillian Thompson was at her wits’ end. “My biological parents have been long dead. You are my father ”

“Shut up!” Daniel Thompson angrily interrupted her, “You’re constantly lying. Do you seriously think I, Daniel Thompson, am a fool who can be taken advantage of so easily? You want a better prosthetic, don’t you? Go to your uncle and aunt, oh wait, your biological parents. Let them get it for you. As your foster father, my responsibilities towards you end here. You’re on your own now!”

Daniel Thompson laughed coldly and hung up the call.

Hearing the “beep” sound from her phone, Gillian’s face alternated between pale and green.

Daniel Thompson knew!

He knew that those two weren’t her uncle and aunt, but her real parents.

It was over, her life was truly over!

Her false pretenses were exposed, and Gillian felt as though she had fallen into an ice cellar.

Daniel Thompson was very irritated.

When Amanda Leaford told him the truth, he was skeptical. After investigating, he discovered that Gillian had been in contact with her family all along. Every month, she would transfer a substantial amount of funds into her family’s account.

All these years, what kind of ungrateful bloodsucker had he been protecting!

It seems the children you adopt are just that – adopted, nothing like your own

He suddenly thought of his only biological daughter.

In the beginning, he and Ivy had a decent relationship. How did it all lead up to this point?

It seemed to have started with the fortune teller.

Filled with inspiration, he dialed his assistant’s number. “Look into the background of the fortune teller from last time. Check in detail who he has been in contact with, what he’s been up to these years. By the way, I also want his account statement, of funds coming in and going out. Regardless of the expense, I want that information.”

After hanging up the call, Daniel Thompson slumped into his chair. He felt totally drained, seemingly having aged several years in an instant.

There was no one around him. Whenever he closed his eyes, all he could see were his sons and Amanda happily enjoying themselves.

He was shunned by his entire family and was now a lonely old man.

Amanda was right, he really deserved it!

A car sped down a country road on the outskirts of Capital City.

Molly Walker sat inside, her hand clutching her abdomen tightly, her teeth gritted in pain.

On her cell phone, every call to No. 6 was met with a busy tone.

No. 6 and his people have gone missing

“Don’t worry. Michael Gallagher has always been a lucky guy, he will be fine.” Jeremy Norman gripped the steering wheel, spouting reassurances non-stop.

Molly Walker nodded her head weakly, the tight clench of her fingers betraying her anxiety.

She looked out the window. The sunlight was radiant, warm, yet blinding.

Is Michael still alive ?

That would be great

Noah Jenkins managed to shake off the car following them, stopping at the entrance of a dilapidated factory.

With three “Beeps”, the worn factory door slowly opened, and five or six men in white coats emerged.

“Xavier, here to deliver some goods again?”

The man leading them had small, narrow eyes and was rather plump. His white coat was stained with blood and various other fluids, turning a loose-fitting garment into a balloon silhouette filled by his belly. It was truly comical.

Noah Jenkins opened the rear car door without a moment of hesitation. He glanced at the unconscious Michael, ruthlessly averting his eyes, “He’s healthy. Probably has a lot of use left.”

The man with small eyes walked over and glanced at Michael, and squinted his eyes a little.

This man looks familiar.

“Xavier, did you bring someone big we can’t afford to offend?”

Noah Jenkins’s eyes flashed: “Once entered into your operating room, aren’t they all patients to you? Getting hold of goods nowadays is hard. If you’re going to be picky, I’ll take him back.”

“No, no, no.” The man with small eyes said with a sinister smile, “It’s just me putting my foot in my mouth. Come on, get him inside.”

The other men lifted Michael and carried him inside.

Seeing Michael being taken inside, Noah Jenkins suddenly said, “I want to be with him. He’s my relative, so I want to see him off for the last time.”

“Alright.”

“Their operating room” was nothing but an old surgery table interspersed with bottles and jars of disinfectant, sprinkled around haphazardly. The sanitary conditions were questionable at best.

“We’ll go sanitize our hands first, Xavier, keep an eye on him. We’ll be back soon.”

Noah Jenkins simply nodded.

In the operating room, only he and his younger brother were left. As he looked at his brother lying on the hospital bed, Noah’s gaze was distant.

“I’m sorry, little brother. Anyway, everyone thinks you’re already dead. Let’s just make it thorough this time.”

“But this time it’s going to be better than the explosion. This time, even though you’ll die, you’ll actually still be alive, living in someone else’s body, continuing your life in a different way. This is the last thing I can do for you.”

As soon as Noah finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill at his neck.

His eyes widened, meeting a pair of icy cold, star-like eyes.

For some reason, Michael was awake.

Something had been injected into his neck and, soon enough, Noah Jenkins found his strength dwindling rapidly.

“When did you ” Noah Jenkins never expected that the man before him would recover so quickly.

“When I entered that hotel.” Michael responded emotionlessly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he released his grip and let the syringe fall.

Noah Jenkins was filled with fear.

This man, he had actually anticipated this from the very beginning.

“Michael, why ”

“Because you’re no longer my big brother.”

If you’re not a brother, then you’re an enemy.

When it comes to enemies, he never shows mercy.

He quickly locked the door, undressed Noah Jenkins and laid him down on the bed.

Knockings on the door rang out. Michael opened it and the man with small, narrow eyes walked in.

Seeing the man lying on the bed, he started laughing, “That was fast.”

Michael stood behind the door, hidden in the shadows.

The man with small, narrow eyes hadn’t noticed that the person on the bed had already been replaced.