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

A familiar scene.

Perhaps overwhelmed with grief, Molly Walker cried herself into a faint. Considering her fragile body, Jeremy Norman didn’t hesitate to pick her up.

Jeremy suddenly felt a cold gaze upon him.

He furrowed his brow, looking in the direction of the gaze. Even though he was prepared for it, his pupils still contracted slightly.

The man stood tall under a large tree. His overwhelming presence could not be concealed.

As a man himself, Jeremy sometimes couldn’t help but feel inferior in the face of Michael Gallagher’s handsomeness.

When their eyes met, Jeremy inexplicably smiled.

His soft lips moved slightly, uttering a few words.

Not far away, Michael Gallagher’s eyes were terrifyingly deep.

Jeremy had said: too late.

Suppressing the murderous intent within him, Michael’s feet felt as if they were nailed to the ground, watching helplessly as Jeremy left.

“Young Master, shall we not follow?” a young man beside him mustered the courage to ask.

He had just seen his young master wanting to rush over, so why was he now standing still upon seeing his rival?

If you’re a man, then fight for her!

He screamed in his heart.

Zachary Jenkins seemed lost in thought. His deep eyes were like starlight falling into the depths of the sea, devoid of any excess emotion on his face. He stood there, gazing at a world that seemed to have little to do with him.

The silent moonlight cast a lonely and desolate aura upon him.

The next day, a piece of shocking news spread across Orientopia.

The police had destroyed an organ trafficking ring and detained Xavier Gallagher.

Over the years, Xavier had engaged in numerous illegal activities for quick money, including cooperating with organ trafficking rings.

As soon as the news about Xavier broke out, it immediately became a trending topic.

Slowly, people began to question the authenticity of the previous press conference.

Soon after, the police provided an answer: the incident involving Michael Gallagher was fake, and the previous fire was merely an accident, not his plot.

Once the truth was revealed, everyone turned against Xavier.

In prison, Isabelle Richardson slept soundly.

After Xavier’s release, he had arranged for her to be taken care of in prison, and had even secretly brought her supplies. Over time, everyone became aware that she had someone powerful backing her up. After Xavier’s press conference, Isabelle was overjoyed.

As long as Xavier took control of the Gallagher family, her release would only be a matter of time.

Today, like yesterday, she slept soundly, waiting for Xavier to find a way to get her out.

“Hey, did you hear? Xavier Gallagher has been arrested too.”

“Xavier Gallagher? I thought he was dead?”

“He’s not dead, he’s alive! But apparently he’s got connections to some underground businesses, so the police arrested him and some others!”

Although the prison was isolated, the inmates were never short of gossip.

Hearing these words, Isabelle abruptly stood up, pointing at the talking middle-aged woman and yelled, “What the fuck are you talking about? How could Xavier be arrested when he was perfectly fine? You worthless bitch, I’ll tear your mouth apart!”

Having spent a long time in prison, Isabelle had picked up some crude language and immediately started cursing at the woman.

The woman knew Isabelle was not someone to be messed with, so she rolled her eyes and stopped talking. Still, a storm was brewing inside Isabelle’s heart.

Xavier was arrested too?

Isabelle knew all too well what he had been up to over the years. The thought of his deeds being exposed and him ending up in prison made her legs turn to jelly.

If Xavier were in prison too, then they were truly finished!

In the Leaford family’s villa, Molly Walker was sitting on the bed, flipping through a book.

The door opened gently, and the housekeeper whispered, “Miss Thompson, Mr. Gallagher has arrived.”

Molly’s hand holding the book stilled for a moment. She looked up and saw Bailey Gallagher standing nervously by the door, looking at her.

After Xavier’s outrageous press conference, she had sent someone to bring Bailey here.

“Bailey,” Molly called to him.

Bailey Gallagher came over: “Auntie.”

Compared to Auntie, this title suited her much better.

“I haven’t asked the nanny to hide the recent events from you, so you should know everything.”

Molly Walker was straightforward, as expected, and she saw a hint of indifference in Bailey’s eyes.

Noah Jenkins’ incident had almost shocked the whole country, which certainly had some impact on Bailey.

“I know everything. Don’t worry, Auntie. Although I’m young, I’ve seen a lot.” He raised his small chin slightly, “I’ve long considered my dad dead. This bad guy is not my father at all.”

Framing his uncle and collaborating with organ traffickers, such a bad person was not worthy of being his father.

Molly nodded her head and sighed softly.

This child, at such a young age, had borne too much.

His mother was in prison, his father died and came back to life only to commit crimes, and his beloved grandmother passed away. Until now, Bailey had completely become an orphan.

“Since you called me Auntie, I’ll be straightforward. Bailey, you’re still young. Are you willing to follow me? After you turn eighteen, you can be independent.”

Bailey looked at her in surprise.

After a long silence, he shook his head: “I can be independent now.”

Molly: ” ”

“Auntie, you have your own child, and you’ll marry Uncle Norman in the future. It’s not good for you to take me with you.”

Taking him would be like carrying a burden, and he would be despised in the future.

He didn’t want to drag down the only person in the world who was good to him.

“Don’t worry. Uncle left his assistant for me. Although I’m young, I can learn how to manage company affairs.” He grinned, resolutely rejecting her kindness.

Seeing him like this, Molly didn’t say anything more. She knew that Bailey, though young, had his own considerations.

“You can stay here for a few days until I recover. We’ll celebrate the New Year together, and afterwards, I’ll take you back to Sunnydale.”

Bailey nodded with a smile, his beautiful eyes shining like black diamonds.

The end of the year came quickly, and everywhere was filled with the atmosphere of the New Year.

“The engagement date is set on the New Year’s Day. I’ve checked and found it auspicious.”

“These are the clothes. Take a look and see if there’s anything you like. If not, I’ll have them send more.”

Amanda Leaford rushed around, the previous gloominess having been washed away by joy.

Her daughter was getting engaged and getting married; she was very happy.

Molly seemed to be infected by her mood and picked a few more dresses.

“There won’t be many guests at the engagement party. Just our two families, some aristocrats from Capital City, and the Jenkins family. Our families have all decided to celebrate the New Year together to wash off the bad luck from this year, and also increase the popularity of your engagement party.”

When Amanda mentioned the Jenkins family, Molly’s hand paused.

Jenkins family, Zachary Jenkins

Memories came flooding in, leaving an inexplicable dull pain in her heart.

Michael Gallagher was alive but avoiding her.

Jeremy Norman said that she fainted that day, and Michael Gallagher didn’t appear, as if he had disappeared.

“Isabelle, you can’t still not let go of that Gallagher kid, can you?” Amanda saw the redness in her eyes and hurriedly held her hand, “If you don’t want to go through with the engagement, we can call it off.”

These days, Isabelle’s condition had worried Amanda.

It was as if all her strength had been drained from her body, and she had become a walking corpse.

Amanda was afraid of losing her daughter again.

“No,” Isabelle clenched her teeth and shook her head gently, “I also need to start a new life.”

Michael Gallagher was avoiding her, wasn’t he?

Well, then she would treat him as dead.

Her new life.

Would begin with marrying Jeremy Norman.