Woman
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âAs a friendâ¦â Joshua Thompson sneered, his eyes growing colder and colder,
âIâve never considered you a friend.â
âWho would want to be friends with the daughter of a kidnapper?â
Isabelle Richardson covered her mouth, her eyes frighteningly red.
She knew that Joshuaâs words were harsh, but they were also true.
Inside the room, Gillian Thompson was unwrapping a gift, but her ears were perked up, listening to the conversation outside. Third brother was so protective of Molly. Could it be that he really liked her?
She knew about the cooperation between the Richardson and Thompson families, which was sabotaged by her third brother. She didnât expect him to go to such lengths, just to take revenge for Molly.
The moment she first saw Molly, she knew that trouble would follow.
She had secretly seen the photo of her Aunt that her third brother had collected. Molly looked too much like her Aunt, and if you looked closely, her eyes and eyebrows also resembled her fatherâs.
Perhaps Molly was actually Ivy Thompson.
Ever since she was adopted by the Thompson family, she had been worried about Ivy returning. She spent her twenties in constant fear, thinking that Ivy would never return in her lifetime. But now, she realized Ivy might still come back.
If Molly turned out to be Ivy, she would definitely be taken back. And if she wasnât, then her third brother would still marry her.
Sister or sister-in-law, she couldnât accept either.
She didnât want Molly to be Ivy, and she was sure Isabelle wouldnât want that either.
Looking at the valuable gift in her hand, which was obviously not for her, she scoffed.
Although she didnât like Isabelle, there was no other choice now.
Putting the gift down, she went over to Joshua and whispered, âThird brother, even if you donât consider her a friend, I still consider Isabelle a friend. Look at all the gifts she brought for me today; for the sake of my face, can you please forgive her?â
She glanced at Molly and meaningfully said, âWe all grew up together; letâs not ruin the relationship between our two families over small matters and insignificant people. â
Not knowing what had happened between Joshua and Isabelle, but knowing that her third brother always pampered her, she believed there was still room for maneuver as long as she spoke up.
Molly looked at Gillian for a moment, not knowing why, but she always felt a strange hostility from Gillian. Her words seemed unrelated to her, yet they were subtly aimed at her.
Molly smiled playfully.
What did she do to offend this young heiress?
Seeing Gillian speak up for her, Isabelle was deeply grateful.
Even though she didnât manage to give the gifts to the intended person, if Gillian was willing to plead for her, it meant that her efforts hadnât been wasted.
With Gillianâs intervention, Joshua just snorted and stopped taunting Isabelle.
Gillian knew when to stop. She took Isabelleâs hand and said, âIâve just returned to the country, and thereâs a lot I want to talk to you about. Why donât you spend the night with me? â
âAlright.â
Isabelle couldnât wait, as she couldnât take any action here with Joshua. But with Gillian, there might be a new breakthrough.
Watching the two of them walk hand in hand into the room, Joshua noticed that, at some point, Molly had already walked away.
As the night grew darker, she stood with her back to him, alone and walking slowly.
Joshua quickly caught up to her.
âDonât worry, Isabelle canât change anything. Even if she tries to please Gillian, it wonât work.â
Molly nodded, looking around for something like the little electric scooter from last time.
Seeing Joshua standing there, puzzled, Molly felt that there were some things she needed to clarify with him.
âJoshua Thompson, Iâm really grateful for everything youâve done for me, including today. Thank you for saving me and taking revenge for me.
âBut I hope our relationship ends here.â
Today, Gillianâs hostility and what she called her made Molly realize that some things had to be clarified.
She also reflected on herself; even if she wanted revenge, she shouldnât do it by using her friends.
This was the first time and the last time.
Joshua knew what she meant and wasnât annoyed by it. Instead, he patiently explained: didnât mean anything else; I actually treated you as a sister.â
Molly:
Joshua scratched his head anxiously.
How could he explain that he really only treated her as a sister?
Molly was silent for a while, then stepped back: âNo matter what you consider me, getting too close to each other will provoke gossip. You said your father wanted to see me, and heâs seen me just now; we should contact each other less from now on.â
Watching Mollyâs figure leave without turning back, Joshua wanted to catch up but hesitated and stopped his steps.
Forget it; they would know the results tomorrow.
Just bear with it a little longer.
Inside the luxurious Thompson mansion, Gillianâs room occupied half of a Seeing this extravagant room, Isabelleâs jealousy made her eyes turn red.
Even the wealthy had their own classes; although her family was quite well-off, they didnât have the means to give their daughter such a large room like the Thompson family did.
With no one else around, Gillian no longer hid her arrogant personality. She handed her high heels to a servant, and soon others came to serve her.
âSit.â Gillian casually pointed towards the sofa.
As soon as Isabelle sat down, a servant brought forth nutritious refreshments, such as birdâs nest and fish gelatin â a full array.
Watching Gillian leisurely eating her refreshments, Isabelle felt as restless as an ant on a hot pan.
Gillian glanced at her: âJust say whatever you have to say.â
Isabelle immediately got to the point: âDo you have any way to make our families continue to cooperate?â
No chance.â Gillian put down the birdâs nest in her hand, âDo you know why everyone in the Thompson family likes me? Itâs because I only mind my own business.â
Isabelle became anxious: âYou know my dadâs temperament; if I go back empty-handed this time, heâll definitely kill me.â
âYou can just take the gifts with you.â Without even looking up, Gillian casually threw out these words.
Isabelleâs face turned white and then black from Gillianâs words.
The gifts had already been unwrapped by Gillian; what use were they to her
âGillian Thompson, if you kept me here just to gloat, then youâve achieved your goal.â Isabelle immediately stood up, turned to leave but was stopped by Gillian.
âWhatâs the rush? Iâm not done talking.â Gillian looked at her newly done nail art, âl really canât help with the cooperation, but there are other ways I can
Isabelle turned around excitedly: âWhat method? Tell me.â
âBefore that, you can tell me about Molly. Surely no one knows her better than you.â
Hearing her mention Molly, Isabelle was dumbfounded for a moment.
Looking at Gillianâs cold face and gossiping, Isabelle asked, âWhy are you suddenly asking about her?â
âWhat, you donât like her being your sister-in-law?â
Seeing her gleeful expression, Gillian sneered, âHow about you? Would you prefer her as my sister-in-law or as Ivy Thompson?â
âWhat did you say?â
Ivy Thompson?!
That Molly was actually Ivy Thompson!
Isabelle felt as if her brain had been struck, making it buzz..
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