Chapter 50 - 50 Perform Well Tonight

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“What’s wrong?” Lola Jones, who was also sitting next to her putting on her makeup, glanced at her, “What could have frightened you so much?”

Gillian Thompson looked at Lola Jones and narrowed her eyes.

She had been preparing for this night for several years, and as long as Lola’s identity was secured, everything would be set in stone.

Third brother was still in a coma, and no one should know about the DNA test.

Her rapidly beating heart calmed down: “It’s nothing. Just make sure you perform well tonight.”

“Don’t worry, I’ve practiced so many times, I won’t embarrass you.” Lola got incredibly excited just thinking about her identity as Ivy Thompson being recognized at tonight’s family dinner.

For the past few days, she had been enjoying the life of a rich young lady, with everyone attending to her every need and treating her with great respect. Daniel Thompson had even given her a credit card that she could swipe as she pleased, and she had gone on a shopping spree.

It’s easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

The exhilarating feeling of “getting rich overnight” made her feel like she was on cloud nine, unable to come back down to earth.

Seeing her smug expression, Gillian Thompson frowned and reminded her, “Remember your current identity and don’t act like you’ve never seen the world.’

Lola’s smiling face froze.

Seeing her stupefied appearance, Gillian Thompson regretted choosing her to impersonate Ivy Thompson – were it not for her obedience and willingness to undergo plastic surgery, she would never have chosen someone so incompetent.

Since only Gillian Thompson knew her true identity, Lola saw her being displeased and held her breath.

“I know who I am, don’t worry. Even if I become Ivy Thompson, your position in the Thompson family won’t change.”

Upon hearing this, Gillian Thompson’s expression improved slightly.

What she was afraid of was Lola getting carried away by her success and forgetting her true identity.

As long as Lola obeyed her, she wouldn’t mind her continuing to play the role Ivy Thompson.”

Ever since Isabelle sent a message, she had been waiting for second brother to come back.

She stood at the mansion’s entrance, watching the vehicles in the distance.

“Why don’t you go in?” Damian Thompson’s voice sounded in her ear.

Gillian Thompson was startled.

“Brother… I… I’m just getting some fresh air here.” Facing Damian’s gentle gaze, she bit her lip and asked, “Brother, where did second brother go? I need to talk to him.”

“He’s helping me pick someone up and should be on his way back already.” n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Nicholas had just sent him a message, saying that he had picked up Molly Walker.

Upon hearing this, Gillian Thompson’s face changed slightly.

“Who is he picking up?”

Recalling Gillian’s poor relationship with Miss Walker, Damian hesitated for a moment before honestly saying, “Molly Walker.”

Gillian Thompson’s whole body went stiff, her pupils constricting as she stood frozen in place.

“Gillian, it seems like you have quite some issues with her?” Her actions and expressions did not escape his discerning eyes as he scrutinized her, “Is it because of Isabelle?”

Isabelle and Molly Walker had an irreconcilable hatred, so it was only natural for Gillian, who was close with Isabelle, to be on her side.

“Not entirely, the main reason is that she’s very scheming.” Gillian

Thompson’s eyes flickered evasively, “Last time, I fell into the pond because of her. No matter what, if it wasn’t for her, I wouldn’t have been so embarrassed.’

Damian Thompson remained silent.

He had seen everything clearly on the surveillance footage, but Gillian didn’t know he had watched it.

However, he didn’t point it out, as Gillian was, after all, his younger sister whom he watched grow up.

“Brother, it’s obvious that Molly Walker had an affair, yet she still refuses to divorce Michael Gallagher just to spite Isabelle. Isabelle asked her friend to treat her grandmother, and when her grandmother died, Molly accused

Isabelle of causing her death. Bro, how can there be such a malicious person?”

She placed all the blame on Isabelle.

“An affair within the marriage?”

“Yeah, I saw it with my own eyes. She went on a date with a guy, and he peeled oranges and fed her.” She deliberately omitted Harry Lambert’s name.

An almost undetectable look of worry appeared on Damian’s face.

It was said that children from single-parent families or raised by their elders are prone to emotional deprivation and promiscuity. Could Molly be the same?

“Brother, why did you invite her to our family dinner today?” Gillian pouted flirtatiously. “I really don’t like her. Please don’t let her come to our house.

She’s disgusting.”

She spoke and observed Damian’s expression at the same time.

Damian looked serious, thinking that if Molly was Ivy, then Gillian’s emotions would not be conducive to Molly returning home.

He had already gone to the hospital to inquire about the DNA test, but due to Joshua being in a coma, the other party refused to give the result directly for confidentiality reasons. After providing the necessary information, he would have to wait until tomorrow to get the identification result.

Today was the family dinner, and his simple idea was to let Molly show her face in front of the family first, then announce the test results when they came out so everyone could accept it.

He hadn’t told anyone about the matter except Nicholas.

But now, he thought it necessary to speak with Gabriel beforehand.

Seeing the complex expression on Damian’s face, Gillian’s heart skipped a beat.

The next second, Damian smiled gently and explained softly, “I think she might be Ivy.”

“Impossible!” Gillian yelled angrily. “Brother, Ivy is in our family! Lola Jones is Ivy. She looks so much like Dad; how could Molly be Ivy?”

Seeing her distraught, Damian’s face darkened.

Especially when hearing “What is Molly?” , his face seemed to be filled with an impending storm.

“Your third brother has suspected Molly to be Ivy and already had a DNA test done in advance.”

Gillian’s mouth opened wide, her face paling like a sheet of paper.

The tears in her eyes poured out all at once: “On one hand, you treat Lola Jones as Ivy; on the other hand, you keep looking for Ivy. I brought Lola Jones back to the country. Are you slapping my face?”

“Even Lola Jones thinks she’s Ivy, and now you’re telling me it’s Molly. If you didn’t believe me from the start, why did you deceive me?”

“Gabriel, L…

“Brother, you guys are cruel!”

Gillian cried loudly, covering her mouth and running away without looking back.

“Gabriel!” Damian wanted to chase her but was stopped by the light of an approaching car.

It was Nicholas’ car.

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“I’ve brought Molly here as you requested.” Damian got out of the car and opened the door.

Molly carried a handbag and reluctantly got out of the car.

Seeing Damian, Molly smiled and greeted him.

Damian forced a smile, glanced in the direction Gillian had left, and the concern in his eyes deepened.

Nicholas casually stopped a passing servant and said, “Take Miss Walker to change her clothes, then get a makeup artist to fix her makeup.”

After all this, Nicholas saw Damian’s troubled face and asked, “What happened? Why the long face?”

“Gabriel found out Molly was attending the family dinner and accused us of not believing her. She cried and ran towards the back.”

Nicholas’ face changed as he looked towards the back of the mansion. The mansion was backed by a small hill; going to the back meant going up the hill.

Now that it was getting late, staying on the hill could be dangerous..