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

“Ivy, are you…really the leader of that ‘W’ organization?” Even though James Leaford had already prepared himself, he still found it hard to believe when he heard it.

He had only been guessing randomly before, but deep down, he hadn’t held much hope.

After his niece went missing, she had been going through tough times, and he couldn’t have imagined that she had this sort of identity.

Upon hearing this, Nicholas Thompson frowned.

“No wonder you could get Isabelle Richardson in.”

Given the power of the Richardson family, Samuel Richardson would definitely protect his daughter. If not for some interference, it would’ve been difficult for Isabelle to enter. He previously thought that Michael Gallagher was helping her, but it turned out to be her helping herself.

Molly raised an eyebrow and gave him a light glance: “Isabelle deserved it. It has nothing to do with whether I am a member of ‘W’.”

“The organization used to be my Master’s, and it wasn’t called ‘W’ back then. Later, it expanded, and people from my workshop joined in, so we renamed it.” At this point, Molly unconsciously glanced at Michael Gallagher.

If it wasn’t for Michael, she might still be stuck with the guilt for her Master, unwilling to move on.

Michael once told her that she managed “W” very well over the years. They’ve been following the law and, although they take money to do things, it’s all legitimate work.

If it weren’t for the consideration of their employees, “W” would have the power to do anything. But over the years, the people in the “W” organization have been low-key in their behavior, creating a peculiar influence across the country, and that was all due to her and her companions’ efforts.

If he were to take over, he might disrupt this peaceful tranquility.

Molly also agreed, and faced with Michael’s modesty, she did not refuse.

“There’s one more thing.” Molly looked at everyone and smiled calmly, “I want to start anew with Michael Gallagher.”

Complete silence in the room.

Although everyone was prepared for this, they still couldn’t react to the sudden news.

“I married Michael initially because I took on a mission from my Master. I divorced him because the mission was completed, and because of our disputes, the baby was in danger. This is not only his responsibility, but also mine.”

“Whenever a child is in trouble, parents cannot absolve themselves.”

Especially her.

These days, even though she knew she was pregnant, she still kept running around with the baby.

She didn’t blame others, only herself.

For not being honest with Michael sooner.

For not telling him her feelings earlier.

Despite being attracted to him for so long, she kept hiding things from him.

Michael seemed to feel her emotions and gently held her hand.

The silence in the whole room was unmatched. No one dared to speak, as if everyone’s emotions were pulled by a single thread.

In the end, it was Joshua Thompson who broke the silence.

“What day are you choosing for the wedding?”

Unlike his previous vagrant attitude, Joshua’s expression was sincere with a slight upward curve on the corners of his lips, extremely earnest.

Molly smiled, “We haven’t decided yet. We want to spend some time getting used to each other first. We’ve been together for years but always lacked the love aspect. Now, we want to make up for this memory.”

Their initial rushed marriage was out of mutual need, with little real affection involved.

What they were missing most was the process of understanding each other through love.

“We’ll support whatever decision you make, as long as you’re happy.” Amanda Leaford gave Michael a serious look and smiled.

She had once resented Michael for the matter concerning her grandson, but Ivy was right, it was their own business.

From her perspective, Michael was not only Ivy’s savior but also James Leaford’s savior.

What delighted her even more was that her daughter was finally daring to express her true thoughts.

It meant that her daughter was actively seeking happiness.

Seeing Molly and Michael together, like a perfect couple, Gillian couldn’t help but feel envious and bitter.

She used to have someone she liked too.

But the person she liked despised her and even made fun of her.

Thinking of Jeremy Norman’s warning, Gillian shivered.

Dinner that day left a bitter taste in her mouth.

Seeing everyone giving Molly dishes enthusiastically, Gillian felt increasingly uncomfortable.

In the past, she too was the favorite of the Thompson and Leaford families. Her classmates and friends envied her for having three good brothers.

But now…

She looked at Nicholas who was also coldly eating his meal, her vision blurred, and she was afraid others would see it, so she could only lower her head to eat, bite after bite, like chewing wax, hard to swallow.

After dinner, Nicholas volunteered to take her back.

When they got to the door and saw Michael and Molly together, Gillian found the sight piercing.

Thinking of Molly’s identity, when passing by them, Gillian put on a pleasing smile.

“Fourth Sister…”

Wanting to say some polite words, but when she saw Molly’s cold face, Gillian shut her mouth.

When she didn’t know Molly’s identity, she could still argue with her, but now that she knew, she didn’t dare say anything.

The identity of the leader of “W” was simply terrifying.

Only a fool would provoke her.

After leaving the Leaford residence, Gillian sat in the car, her eyes rolling.

“Second brother…” Gillian plucked up her courage, “I… want to ask you for a favor.”

Nicholas gripped the steering wheel, thinking of how she nearly crashed the car earlier in the day, his mind wandered, and he responded with a distracted “hmm.”

“I want you to help me find a job.”

Nicholas’s eyes brightened.

He didn’t expect that Gillian would bring up this matter on her own.

Of course, he agreed if she wanted to work. Right now, Gillian’s state of mind was suitable for finding something to do.

“What do you want to do?” Nicholas decided that if Gillian was willing to work at the law firm, he would gladly teach her and even be willing to hand over the entire firm to her.

He had been thinking about it ever since Gillian’s incident, but he never brought it up because he was afraid of causing her more thoughts.

Now that she mentioned it, he could smoothly bring up the matter.

“There is a position in my workshop…”

“I want to go to the ‘W’ organization.” Gillian interrupted him, her eyes shining, “I heard that there are people of all kinds and abilities in that organization and no one cares about their background, education, appearance, or physique. If I work there, no one would discriminate against me.”

Not only that, but she could also show off in front of her friends and classmates.

There was a college class reunion next month, and as the class president, she couldn’t be absent.

But with a body like hers, going would only lead to being ridiculed, unless she had the identity of a “W” member…

The more Gillian thought about it, the more excited she became, her heart pounding.

Nicholas slowly stepped on the brakes, his eyes filled with grief.

He was unsure if it was for Gillian’s initiative or because she wanted to work under Molly’s direction.

“You have a grudge with Ivy.” Nicholas tried to put it gently, “She might not agree.”