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âHow did you get involved with Joshua Thompson?â The manâs words were filled with strong dissatisfaction, âl thought you would let us take action after your grandmotherâs death, but when I contacted you, it was about investigating another manâ¦â
Molly Walker did not respond, patiently waiting for him to finish complaining.
After the complaint, the man immediately realized that he was too agitated.
It wasnât his place to tell her what to do, after all.
The man guiltily said, âIâm sorry I got too excited, Iâll look into it right away.â
âYes, find out whoâs behind it.â
She had heard the conversation between Michael Gallagher and Damian Thompson clearly; Joshuaâs incident was no accident.
She could deal with her grandmotherâs issue herself, without needing the organizationâs involvement. However, the complicated reasons behind Joshuaâs incident forced her to use her connections with the organization.
After hanging up the phone, Molly headed towards the hospital. As she arrived at its entrance, a voice called out to her.
It was Gillian Thompson.
Seeing Molly, Gillian was filled with both anger and jealousy.
Isabelle Richardson had shown her the test results; Molly Walker was indeed the long-lost Ivy Thompson of the Thompson family.
She greedily stared at Mollyâs face. wishing she were her.
âMiss Thompson.â Molly called her coldly.
Since the last water incident, Molly had no good feelings for Gillian for violating her privacy and framing her.
Seeing Molly being cold and distant, Gillian was not annoyed, but instead looked her up and down as they walked together.
âl heard my brother was hit by a car while on his way to pick you up?â
Molly stood still, her gaze cold.
Gillianâs icy words contained sharp barbs, striking directly at oneâs heart, âIf it wasnât for you, my third brother wouldnât have been in an accident. Donât you feel guilty?â
Her words were like knives, each piercing through.
However, Molly was not impressed.
âMy guilt is towards Joshua Thompson, what does it have to do with you?â
Her languid voice was like a kitten scratching at oneâs heart.
Gillianâs face turned ugly.
âMiss Thompson, I donât know what grudge you have against me, but I have a bad temper. Itâs best you donât provoke me.â Molly walked toward the elevator, and Gillian followed.
Feigning not to notice her, Molly stepped out of the elevator while Gillian bumped into her on purpose.
âOh, Iâm sorry, who told you to block the way?â
Gillian walked out arrogantly, and Molly scoffed, âGillian, what road did I really block for you?â
âSnooping on my privacy and keeping me from getting along with the Thompson family. What are you really afraid of?â
She was no fool, and could see through Gillianâs schemes and tactics.
Gillian looked away nervously.
âRidiculous, l, Gillian Thompson, have never been afraid of anyone.â Gillian lifted her chin and glanced at Molly, âl just donât like you. Whatâs wrong with bullying you? Come on, bully me back.â
Gillian closed in, her mind filled with the scenes of bullying Molly, who had no family backing.
How would it matter even if a person without family support was bullied?
As long as she was there, she would ensure Ivy Thompson would never return home.
She arrogantly reached out to pinch Mollyâs face, but her fingers were immediately caught in a tight grip by Molly.
A sharp pain spread from her fingers to her whole body, and Gillian looked at Molly in disbelief, not understanding how a delicate girl could have such strength.
âLet go!â She tried to pull away, but Molly held onto her fingers in a strange posture, making her unable to move.
Pain spread in waves from her fingers.
Gillian Thompsonâs eyes filled with tears of pain as she couldnât pry the fingers open with her other hand.
People in the elevator came and went, watching the scene unfold.
Gillian Thompsonâs face flushed red.
Unable to bear the pain, Gillian tried to grab Molly Walkerâs hair, but Molly quickly caught her hand and pushed her away forcefully. Gillian fell to the ground.
âWhat are you doing?â Nicholas Thompson rushed out from the corridor, yelling angrily, and hurriedly helped Gillian up.
He looked at Molly Walker, his clear eyes filled with anger, âl never thought you could be so vicious.â
He had never imagined that Molly Walker could have such a side if he had not seen it with his own eyes.
Indifference and ferocity were fully displayed on her actions.
âIâm not as vicious as her,â Molly sneered. If Gillian hadnât attacked her, she wouldnât have bothered to retaliate. She walked towards the corridor, but Nicholas quickly blocked her way.
âYouâre not allowed in!â
Molly stopped.
âDonât think you can do whatever you want just because you have a good relationship with Joshua. The swimming pool incident can be forgiven, but I just saw you bullying my sister. How do you explain that?â
âMiss Walker, please apologize!â
Nicholas Thompson extended his hand to block her at the door, clearly not wanting her to enter.
Gillian squeezed out a few tears, standing beside Nicholas, complaining,
âBrother, my hand hurts so much. It feels like itâs broken.â
She lifted her wrist and swung it, with some fingers drooping, as if it was really broken.
Molly sneered. It was a pity that Gillian didnât join the Oscars.
âMr. Thompson, I donât have time to argue with you right now. You can ask your sister about the specific situation. Apologizing is out of the question, as this was just self-defense.â She tried to walk around Nicholas to check on Joshuaâs condition, but he used his body to block her path.
âMiss Walker, my brother is now unconscious because of you. My father has ordered that only family members can visit him, so please stop your current behavior.â
Family, of course, she was not Joshuaâs family.
Molly stopped and nodded slightly, âAlright, then I wonât go in.â
Seeing that she was so easy-going, Nicholas frowned and told Gillian, âLetâs go.â
Watching Gillian and Nicholas leave, Molly stood there for a moment, then went downstairs.
Nicholas had just mentioned that Joshua was still in a coma.
Guilt, how could she not feel guilty.
Joshua was her friend after all!
Slowly walking downstairs, she was about to push open the door of her mother-in-lawâs hospital room when she heard laughter and lively conversation inside.
âAunt, do you like the food I made? If you like it, Iâll make more for you.â It was Isabelleâs voice.
âl like it, I like everything you make. But Iâd like it even more if you called me Mom.â Lanaâs voice was filled with joy.
Hearing these words, Molly knew that her mother-in-lawâs memory had not yet returned.
Pushing open the door, she saw Isabelle feeding her mother-in-law.
When Lana saw her, her expression was no longer as resistant as before.
Isabelleâs eyes flashed for a moment. She put the bowl aside and said to Lana, âl have something to discuss with Miss Walker. Aunt, wait for me, please.â
She walked over quickly, and softly closed the door behind her.
âDid you get a divorce?â Isabelle asked expectantly.
Molly smiled slightly, and whispered, âMiss Richardson, you donât know about the cooling-off period after filing for divorce? Too bad youâll have to wait another month.â
âIt doesnât matter.â Isabelle grinned. âIâve waited this long, I can wait another month.â
âOver the next month, I can prepare my wedding properly.. Iâd even like to invite Miss Walker to be my witness! â
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