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âWeâre now in the hospitalâs underground parking lot.â
Upon seeing this message, Gillian Thompsonâs face turned extremely grim.
She was really worried that they both would come up directly, and it would be disastrous if they ran into any Thompson family members.
Gillian was both frustrated and anxious.
In the end, she went into the elevator under some pretext.
Xander Moore and Lily Turner were standing at the elevator entrance. The moment they saw Gillian, her face instantly flustered, âDidnât I tell you not to come?â
Seeing them, Gillian was infuriated.
Lily hurriedly walked over, âI heard Amanda Leaford got hospitalized for blocking a vase for you. I was worried about your health, so I came to see you. I can be at ease now that youâre fine.â
âIâm fine,â Gillian averted her face and replied coldly, âYou two had better leave now. The Thompsons are all in the hospital, and I donât want them to see you.â Lily nodded repeatedly, âI know. I just want to see if we can help you in any way
Upon hearing the word âhelp,â Gillian grew more impatient, âYou canât help me.
Leave, and itâs better if we never see each other again.â
A hint of anger crossed Xanderâs face, and he was about to say a few words to her but was stopped by Lily, âAlright, alright, we will leave. Donât get mad, being angry is not good for your health.â
As they were turning to leave, Gillian suddenly called out to them, âWait.â
Thinking about the cell phone on Molly Walker, she narrowed her eyes and asked, âDo you know any expert thief?â
Lily looked puzzled.
Xander quickly replied, âYes.â
There was a habitual thief in their village who even went to prison but didnât change.
Gillian sneered, âHelp me steal something.â
âThe cell phone on Ivy Thompson.â
Amandaâs cell phone is on Molly, and there might be some harmful information inside.
Gillian doesnât dare to ask for Isabelleâs help this time, nor does she want to directly engage with such people. The driver from before serves as a lesson, leaving evidence even after death.
Although Xander didnât know what had happened, upon hearing it was just a cell phone, he immediately agreed, âI will handle it. He happens to be working in Sunnydale right now. I will find him tomorrow.â
âFind him today,â Gillian interrupted, âI need that cell phone tomorrow.â
This matter could not be delayed to avoid potential complications in the future.
Gillian pushed the wheelchair out of the underground parking lot and into the elevator. As soon as the elevator doors opened, she saw Joshua Thompsonâs face. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Joshua put out the cigarette in his hand and walked towards her, âDidnât you say you were going to the toilet? Is the toilet on the downstairs floor?â
Gillianâs heart raced, and her palms became sweaty with anxiety, âThere were a lot of people in the lavatory on this floor, so I went to the one downstairs.â
Joshuaâs profound eyes cast a meaningful glance on her, âTell me, how did
Mom really get injured?â
Gillianâs every move was too abnormal. Her words might deceive others, but not him.
âItâs because of helping me blockâ¦â
Joshua interrupted her with a hand gesture, âGillian, I want to hear the truth.â âWhy was Isabelle there? Why did Mom go to find you? Why, coincidentally, did the recording phone break? Next time, will it be that the cell phone was stolen?â Joshua raised his sarcastic smile,
Upon hearing this, Gillianâs face alternated between pale and flushed, and she was suddenly at a loss for words.
Seeing Joshua staring at her, Gillianâs eyes turned red as she said with grievance, âThird brother, what do you mean by that? Sheâs my mother, do I need to lie?â
âWeâve been siblings for so many years. Youâve loved and cared for me, I may hurt anyone, but not you.â
âIâm not blaming you,â Joshua Thompson said indifferently, âI just donât trust Isabelle.â
âYou know about her hiring someone to kill me, right?â Gillian Thompson was taken aback, stammering, âI know.â âThen why are you still on good terms with her?â
âShe told me it was all Molly Walkerâs plan to frame her.â
Joshua Thompson sneered, âYou believe whatever she says? Iâm telling you now, she was the one who hired someone to hit me. If you consider me your brother, cut off all contact with her from now on.
Gillian Thompsonâs head throbbed, her blood slowly congealing.
He meant to break off all contact with Isabelle forever.
In fact, if she could really get rid of Isabelle, she wouldnât want to have anything to do with this woman, but they were both holding leverage against each otherâ¦
Joshuaâs eyebrow raised, âSo, you donât want to?â
Gillian Thompson gradually found her voice, âHow could I not want to? Since she dared to hurt Daniel, I will never have anything to do with her again. This woman has been deceiving me all along.â
Seeing Gillian grit her teeth, Joshuaâs eyes deepened, and he said nothing.
Perhaps Gillian couldnât stand Molly, but she had always been good to her family. He believed she wouldnât dare, and wouldnât really hurt their mom, but Isabelle might not be the same.
âI hope what youâre saying is true,â Joshua glanced at her dismissively, âIf I find out that you and Isabelle are in this together, Iâll break your other leg.â Hearing this, Gillian Thompsonâs face turned pale in an instant.
These words were both a warning and a clarification.
In the hospital room, Daniel Thompson had woken up and saw Amanda Leaford lying on the bed, tears streaming down his face, âTake her home, the doctor said there is still a chance she could wake up. Take her back, Iâll talk to her every day, she wonât leave me heartlessly.â
The Thompson brothers and Molly all teared up and bowed their heads.
âInstead of watching her lie in bed like this, Iâm starting to miss her when she was still sick and not well. At least she was lively, able to speak then, not like Daniel wiped his tears and started babbling.
Mollyâs eyes reddened even more as she continued to wipe Amandaâs hands and face.
Damian Thompson took the towel from her hand, âIâll do it, you go rest.â
Knowing she was carrying a baby in her belly and staying up all night was not good for her health.
Molly nodded, indeed she was a little tired, and her stomach had hurt a little when she found out that her mom had become a vegetable.
After leaving the hospital room, she hesitated for a moment, then headed towards the doctorâs office across the hallway.
Dr. Jake Smith in his office was patiently discussing the medical records and problems with his patients.
After sending the last patient away, Jake took a deep breath, ready to close his eyes and rest, when a crisp voice of âDr. Smithâ made him suddenly open his eyes.
A woman in a white cotton coat stood at the doorway. Her large robe couldnât conceal her slender figure, and the fur at her collar made her face look even smaller and delicate, both beautiful and eye-catching.
âMiss Walkerâ¦â He chuckled softly, âShould I change my address? You should be Miss Thompson now.â
Mollyâs lips curled slightly, âIt doesnât matter, call me whatever you like.â
âWhatâs the matter? Is there anything you want to ask me today?â He looked at the time on his watch, âBut Iâm on working hours right now, and Iâm afraid I canât chat.â
âDr. Smith,â Mollyâs face was indifferent, her voice cool, âLast time I asked you about your relationship with Isabelle, you said it was nothing.â
âWhat about Amelia Collins?â
Amelia Collins is the caregiver.
Dr. Smithâs smile gradually disappeared..
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