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

At this point, her voice suddenly stopped.

Isabelle is gone!

She had just died not long ago, her body lying in prison.

It was said to be a group fight, but in the end, there was no conclusive evidence.

A bizarre and cold sensation crept up Scarlett’s back like a poisonous snake.

“Don’t you feel… she doesn’t seem like a ‘W’ manager?” Violet voiced her doubt, “It’s precisely because she’s the Boss of ‘W’ that she needs to abide by laws and set an example. She can’t reveal her identity casually.”

“A penniless person turns out to be the manager of ‘W’. Do you think this news is good or bad for her?”

Scarlett pursed her lips and didn’t speak.

If she were Molly Walker, she wouldn’t reveal her identity either.

Having no backstage support but possessing such a huge fortune might not end up with blessings and envy but deadly disaster.

As women, they are naturally weaker in some aspects.

Appropriate concealment can actually ensure their safety.

However, she absolutely didn’t believe that Molly Walker was the manager of “W”.

Yet deep down, an answer told her that if Molly Walker wasn’t the Boss of “W”, Zachary Jenkins wouldn’t give up “W”.

His willingness to give up indicated that he knew Molly’s other identity.

His so-called withdrawal was not cowardice or desertion, but an indulgence and doting toward Molly.

Zachary Jenkins loved Molly more than money, power, and fame.

He loved Molly and was willing to give up everything for her.

But what about her?

She had regarded him as her fiancé since she was a child, now how could she accept this outcome?

She had planned everything and was played by others like a monkey…

“Do you still remember Emma Smith?” Violet’s tone was very cold. “A woman from a run-down village entered the ‘W’ organization like this… I was so stupid. I should’ve thought about it back then. ‘W’ isn’t that easy to enter, Molly Walker must have more than just a VIP position in it, since she could get Emma Smith in.”

“Scarlett, what we’re most afraid of now is not whether Michael Gallagher will take over ‘W’, but whether Molly Walker will seek revenge on us.”

With Violet’s words, Scarlett suddenly woke up.

Thinking about how she had indirectly caused the death of Molly’s baby, Scarlett shuddered, her entire body trembling like a falling leaf in the wind.

“No, she wouldn’t dare…”

Violet sighed and stopped trying to persuade her.

When Molly was hiding her identity, she indeed wouldn’t dare.

But now, Molly is not afraid of exposing her identity, which means she has enough confidence.

The fourth daughter of the Thompson family, the lover of the heirs of the Gallagher and Jenkins families, Stephen Crane’s successor, and the big boss in the entertainment industry all protect her. Excluding the identity of the person in charge of ‘W’, Molly is already untouchable by others.

A penniless person, a girl raised by a-trash-picking woman, she must be God’s favorite child.

Thinking about this, Violet’s jealousy disappeared completely.

She wasn’t even worthy of jealousy.

“Although I offended her before, fortunately, I didn’t do anything outrageous. I should go and apologize to her. She should not retaliate against me.” Violet muttered resentfully.

As soon as this was said, Scarlett’s sharp gaze shot over: “What do you mean by that? You mean I did outrageous things? Violet Summers, don’t forget that we are in the same boat. The things I did… have nothing to do with you either.”

Violet’s eyes widened.

She didn’t expect Scarlett to try to drag her into her own mess.

She did do some small things against Molly, but she was never as vicious as Scarlett.

“Miss Jackson, today I waited for you outside for three full hours. Your housekeeper said that our relationship was nothing and not even ordinary friends. How am I in the same boat with you now?” Violet was getting angrier the more she thought about it. “I know what I’ve done, Scarlett. Don’t splash dirty water on me. Those disgusting things you did, I will never admit to them!”

Scarlett’s actions to get rid of Molly’s baby had nothing to do with her.

Watching Violet’s face filled with defiance and agitation, Scarlett’s expression darkened.

It was at this moment that the housekeeper hurriedly walked in: “Miss, there’s a guest here…”

Scarlett took her gaze back and rubbed her temple impatiently: “I have no mood to see them. Let them reschedule.”

“She said her name is Molly Walker… She also brought many people with her.”

Upon hearing the name “Molly Walker,” Scarlett Jackson’s gaze faltered.

Violet Summers was also taken aback.

“Why would she come here?” Violet Summers nervously paced back and forth, glancing at the window, trying to find a hole to escape through.

Seeing Violet’s frightened, mouse-like demeanor, Scarlett scoffed, “Weren’t you just saying that you wanted to apologize to her in person? Why are you scared now?”

“Violet Summers, you and I have both done many bad things. Since she’s come, maybe you should meet her with me.”

Scarlett knew Molly Walker’s arrival with so many people could not be a good thing, but Violet’s presence made her fear somewhat lessened.

If she was going to die, she might as well pull somebody down with her!

Violet’s face turned from green to white at her words.

Saying it was one thing, doing it was another.

She had thought about apologizing, but not in front of Scarlett.

Although they appeared to cooperate on the surface, they were both Michael Gallagher’s admirers, making them rivals in love.

Before, she needed to flatter Scarlett, but now, she and Scarlett had completely fallen out and she didn’t want Scarlett to see her suffer.

But thinking it over, this was the Jackson residence, and Molly coming here was obviously to see Scarlett.

Violet suppressed her disgust and, on the other hand, perked up, waiting to see the drama unfold.

Scarlett stared intently at the door, her hands clenched tightly, the nail art she had just done digging painfully into her palm.

Manager of ‘W’…

Scarlett was eager to see what Molly would do to her.

Although just a few short minutes, it felt like an eternity of agony.

When Molly Walker came in from outside the door and stared at Scarlett without glancing away, her calm gaze settled on Scarlett.

Scarlett wore comfortable pajamas, her delicate body showing a hint of defiance.

She raised her chin, her body stiff and her eyes vigilant.

Molly quickly sensed the unusualness of Scarlett’s attitude towards her.

She glanced to the side, saw Violet Summers, and got the answer in her heart.

Scarlett now knew Molly’s identity.

With a “smack,” Molly threw the item in her hand in front of Scarlett.

Seeing that small package, Scarlett’s face changed, “What are you doing?”

Molly sneered, “Isn’t this what you gave Jerry Jenkins?”

“My cousin fainted after eating this, Jerry became furious after eating this. Scarlett Jackson, you really know how to play your cards.”

Despite the Lambert family’s prominence in Capital City, Scarlett still dared to take such risks to help Jerry and, apart from wanting to curry favors with Jerry, she also wanted to take revenge on her.

As for Jerry, after making that video, it was clear that he wanted to escalate the situation.

If Jerry and her cousin were to be caught in a compromising position, her cousin would never give in, even if it meant death.

If anything happened to anyone in the Lambert family, she would never forgive herself.

Scarlett’s plot was targeted at her.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Scarlett bit her tongue, raised her chin proudly, and said, “Even if you’re the manager of the ‘W’ organization, you cannot simply slander me. Molly Walker, do you believe that I’ll sue you for defamation!”

Jerry was still in detention, and besides him, no one would know Scarlett had touched these things.

As long as Jerry didn’t come out and testify, Molly would have no evidence.

As long as she didn’t admit it, Molly couldn’t do anything to her.

What’s the big deal with being the manager of ‘W’? She was still powerless against her.

Violet looked at that small package and was secretly shocked.

This Scarlett was more audacious than Violet had imagined.

But what was even more surprising to her was Molly coming straight to her door.

Scarlett’s thick skin was already within Molly’s expectations.

If it were so easy for Scarlett to admit, then she wouldn’t be Scarlett Jackson.

Molly narrowed her eyes and waved her hand to the several men standing behind her. “Force her to eat it.”