Chapter 16 - 16: Turning Big Matters into Small Ones and Resolving Small Matters

Translator: 549690339

Seeing Damian Thompson, Lucy Thompson finally broke into a smile. She quickly walked to Damian’s side: “Cousin Damian.”

Damian nodded and walked gracefully to Molly Walker’s side: “Miss Gallagher, in order to prevent catching a cold, it’s better to change your clothes first. Please rest assured, we will definitely give you an explanation.”

He motioned to the waiter who had been standing by, and the waiter respectfully and politely approached Molly.

With Damian’s gentle attitude, Molly glanced at her clothes and followed the waiter away.

After Molly left, Joshua Thompson was unwilling to let the matter go. He hung his arm around his brother’s shoulder, looking at him: “How do you plan to explain this to her?”

“Joshua, we can’t make a big fuss about this for Uncle Jared’s sake.”

He planned to deal with it lightly.

This was well within Joshua’s expectations.

Their father had a strong sense of family and protected the Thompson family.

As their father said, since they carried the Thompson name, they had to take care of their own. That included the relatives with less-than-capable minds.

“I don’t care how you handle it, but Molly can’t be wronged,” Joshua declared.

Damian looked slightly surprised: “It’s the first time I’ve seen you so protective of a girl.”

“Brother,” Joshua said mysteriously as he leaned in closer, “haven’t you noticed that she’s different from other girls?”

Different?

Damian furrowed his brows and involuntarily thought about the gossip he and Michael Gallagher had stirred up recently.

He knew his younger brother was nothing like what the news portrayed. He originally intended to suppress the news, but Joshua stopped him.

This was intentional, to protect the girl called Molly.

In Joshua’s expectant gaze, Damian said teasingly, “Aside from being prettier, there’s nothing special about her.”

Joshua let out a disappointed “tsk.”

It seemed that only he and his aunt, who had lived together for a while, remembered what his aunt looked like. Everyone else had long forgotten her face.

“Joshua, you can play around however you want, but stay away from Michael Gallagher’s woman,” Damian warned.

Joshua’s expression was indifferent as he nonchalantly explained, “I see Molly as a sister, nothing more.”

Damian laughed softly, “The words of a womanizer.”

“Think what you want,” Joshua rolled his eyes at him, “I’m going to check on her.”

Molly was led by the servant to a room not far away. It was a dressing room, filled with numerous clothes.

“This is the dressing room of our fifth young lady, Miss Gillian Thompson. There are many unworn clothes here, and Mr Thompson said you may choose any you like.” The servant led her in.

As expected, all the clothes were brand new.

The fifth young lady she mentioned was, indeed, the adopted daughter of the Thompson family, Gillian Thompson.

Even a simple dressing room had so many clothes, which showed how much the Thompson family spoiled their adopted daughter.

Molly felt a bit envious.

“Miss Walker, since Mr. Thompson has spoken, please feel free to choose. I’ll wait for you outside.” The servant saw her hesitating and thought she was too shy to proceed.

After the servant left, Molly glanced at the hanging clothes and immediately noticed a very familiar dress.

It was exactly the same as the dress she was wearing.

She picked it up to look at it, and even the size was the same.

What a coincidence.

She pulled back the curtain nearby, intending to change her clothes, but suddenly saw someone.

It was a woman, her body hunched over, and her head buried in her arms.

While Molly hesitated, the woman suddenly lifted her head.

For a moment, as their eyes met, Molly was stunned.

The woman’s black eyes were dark and clear, her delicate skin showed no wrinkles, her features were exquisite and beautiful – without closer inspection, she could be mistaken for a celebrity.

The beautiful woman rushed towards her.

Molly Walker was just about to step back when she saw the woman smile at her, calling, “Ivy.”

“Ivy, come to Mommy.”

The woman’s eyes were incredibly bright, and her smile was warm and sincere, effortlessly stopping Molly in her tracks.

Then, a hand wrapped around her neck, and the woman’s voice was tender:

“Ivy, how did you know Mommy was here? This time playing hide and seek, you win.”

The woman reached out her other hand and patted Molly’s head.

A warm current flowed through her heart.

She had already guessed the identity of this middle-aged woman.

It was Daniel Thompson’s wife and Joshua Thompson’s mother, Amanda Leaford.

The Ivy she was referring to was naturally the missing fourth daughter of the Thompson family, Ivy Thompson.

Perhaps due to her mental health issues, Amanda seemed carefree and well taken care of, her age seemingly frozen at 40.

It was said that Amanda Leaford’s maternal relatives were very wealthy. In her youth, she was stunning, even famous as a supporting actress in a popular TV series. If it weren’t for her family’s objections and subsequent departure from the entertainment industry, she might have become a classic celebrity.

Looking at this gentle and beautiful woman holding her, Molly felt warmth fill her desolate heart.

Having never experienced maternal love, her heart thumped wildly, and she even fantasized about what it would be like to be her daughter.

Such a beautiful woman, with an outstanding husband and son, contracted this illness before enjoying her later years. If Molly were indeed Amanda’s daughter, she might have been able to heal some of her pain.

Unfortunately, she was just an abandoned child, not blessed as Ivy Thompson.

She forced herself back to reality.

“Aunt, I’m not your Ivy. I’m Molly.”

Amanda immediately shook her head, “How could that be? You’re my Ivy.”

Seeing her persistence, Molly didn’t argue further.

She found the servant and handed Amanda over to her.

The servant looked overjoyed when she saw Amanda, “Ma’am, so you’re here!”

She gratefully said to Molly, “Miss Walker, thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” Molly felt some goodwill toward this polite servant.

As the servant was leaving with Amanda, Amanda looked back at Molly reluctantly, “Then we’ll see you tomorrow.” Molly smiled and nodded, “Okay.”

The servant’s eyes widened in surprise.

When did Ma’am become so close to Miss Walker?

After changing her clothes, Molly saw Joshua Thompson standing at the door. “Why don’t you change into something else?” Joshua looked her up and down.

“This outfit is nice and comfortable.’

Joshua nodded, his beautiful peach-blossom eyes squinting.

The identification result would take a week, and he was getting impatient. He wanted his mom to meet Molly and see her reaction. Unexpectedly, his mom had disappeared.

He once saw news about a mother with mental disorders who miraculously recovered after meeting her lost daughter.

He didn’t believe in miracles, but the absence of an answer made him desperate to try.

A servant ran over and said to Joshua, “Third successor, Mr. Thompson asks you to come over. They’ve found Ma’am.”

Found her?!

Joshua’s eyes lit up, and he quickly grabbed Molly’s hand, “Come on, I’ll take you somewhere.”

Before Molly could pull her hand away, Joshua led her straight into someone.

The man was dressed in a black shirt, dress pants, almost blending into the darkness. Yet, his tall and straight figure, beautifully delicate features, and the cold aura surrounding him made him as dazzling as a rose in the night. “Joshua Thompson, where are you planning to take my wife?”

The man’s deep eyes were bloodshot, his lips pursed tightly, suppressing his rage..