Chapter 6 - 6: Asking You for Something

6 Chapter 6: Asking You for Something

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If Isabelle were just an ordinary person, she would just need to collect evidence properly.

But Isabelle is the only daughter of the Richardson family.

Richardson Tower has industries across the country, with strength comparable to the Gallagher family, a far-reaching reputation, and an extensive network of connections.

She used to think that Isabelle was really as pure and kind as the legends, but she didn’t expect her methods to be so cruel, playing with people’s lives in such a time of peace.

Thinking about how her grandmother died without a clear cause, a chill ran from her toes to her head, and her eyes turned red.

Seeing her so distressed, Joshua Thompson couldn’t help but feel upset as well.

If Molly Walker was really his sister, she had suffered too much over the years.

With that thought, his voice softened:

“You can tell me what you want first.”

Molly clenched her teeth, suppressing her hatred: “I want her to be punished by the law, to pay with her life for the murder.”

Joshua Thompson nodded, unsurprised: “To bring Isabelle down, we have to bring down the Richardson family’s tree first.”

The Richardson family is wealthy and powerful, and even if Isabelle were sent to prison, they would be able to find a way to reduce her sentence.

“Recently our family has a cooperation with the Richardson family. If this cooperation is successful, Richardson Tower won’t have to worry about their revenue for the next three years. How about I help you ruin this cooperation?”

He crossed his arms around his chest, leaning against a nearby tree, looking nonchalantly at her.

“What can I do to help Mr. Thompson?”

Since Joshua Thompson put out such a big temptation, she would definitely have to pay a corresponding price.

“I want to ask you for something.” His bright eyes stared at the back of her head, “Your hair tie.”

What kind of request was this?

In the moment Molly hesitated, Joshua had already gotten up and taken action.

His movement was very fast, Molly only felt a sting in her scalp, and the hair tie was taken down by him.

He held the hair tie against the light and looked at it. His beautiful peach blossom eyes slightly curled up, and his delicate features were stunning, more impressive than a celebrity’s. However, this beauty was mixed with a hint of wildness, extremely tempting.

He was indeed too good-looking, no wonder he possessed such fickle capital.

Molly felt something was amiss.

“Just a hair tie?”

She couldn’t believe it. This was actually Joshua Thompson’s request.

“Mhm.” Joshua Thompson looked at the hair tie again, nodded after confirming something, and said with a sly smile, “Not entirely for your sake.”

Just for the nasty words Isabelle said in the bar last time, he planned to teach Isabelle a lesson.

As for this hair tie mixed with hair strands, he intended to get a DNA test.

If the suspicion in his heart grew deeper, then it would be better to clear his doubts.

Watching his strange behavior, Molly felt uneasy, and she confirmed once again that Joshua Thompson didn’t take this matter to heart.

What about bringing down the huge tree of the Richardson family? This might just be a joke from the third son of the Thompson family to make her laugh.

From the beginning, she shouldn’t have believed in Joshua Thompson’s words.

Why would the Thompson family help her for no reason?

Molly politely said goodbye to him. She didn’t ask when he could ruin the cooperation, because she didn’t believe that Joshua Thompson would actually help her.

Watching Molly leave, Joshua Thompson wanted to follow her but stopped when he thought of the hair tie in his pocket. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The most important thing now was to get a DNA test done using her hair.

It wouldn’t be long to find out if Molly was his sister.

…

“She actually gave her hair tie to Joshua Thompson! Could it be that she and Joshua Thompson…”

At the entrance of the villa, Isabelle looked at Michael Gallagher with slight surprise.

Michael furrowed his brow, his black pupils were like a black hole vortex, making it impossible to discern his emotions.

“I’ll take you home.”

He strode forward, and Isabelle hurriedly followed.

Molly actually had an affair during her marriage…

She was worried about how to deal with her, but she didn’t expect Molly to hand over the handle voluntarily.

Isabelle composed a text message on her cellphone and sent this explosive news to the biggest news media in the city.

The next day, Molly came to the hospital where her grandmother lived before her death.

She wanted to find more evidence.

But she didn’t expect to meet an old acquaintance at the entrance.

It was Isabelle Richardson.

Watching her sneak into a doctor’s room, Molly Walker thought of something and involuntarily followed her in.

“Is everything from last time taken care of?”

In the room, Isabelle’s voice was anxious and nervous.

“Don’t worry, I’ll keep this a secret for you.”

The man’s voice was gentle, calm, and delicate.

Molly’s heart skipped a beat as she squinted her eyes and slowly approached, only for a sharp gaze to meet her own at that moment.

She raised her head lightly and met someone’s deep gaze.

Michael Gallagher was dressed casually, with his hands leisurely in his pockets. His thin, cool lips tightened as he lazily gazed at her, his facial features appearing gentle but harboring a coldness.

She didn’t know when he had come or how much he had seen.

“Mr. Gallagher.” She smiled seductively.

Michael Gallagher didn’t speak.

Unlike her usual well-behaved appearance, today she was dressed quite attractively. A strappy dress just above the knee paired with a small cardigan gathered around her waist perfectly outlining a seductive curve, dazzlingly beautiful.

He couldn’t help but look at her hair tie, not the one Joshua Thompson had taken away.

He came forward, lowering his voice: “Molly, let’s talk.”

Talk?

In their three years of marriage, he hadn’t given her a proper look. Why did he want to talk now?

Molly laughed, not knowing if she was laughing at her own three years of devotion or her own foolishness.

…

A coffee shop not far from the hospital.

Michael Gallagher originally wanted to ask her about her relationship with Joshua Thompson, but remembering his bold proclamation when he let her go, he swallowed his words. It finally turned into: “You can’t afford to offend Isabelle Richardson.”

“Are you warning me?”

These words sounded like a threat.

Molly uttered a bitter smile with reddened eyes.

She couldn’t afford to offend Isabelle Richardson’s connections, because behind Isabelle, apart from the Richardson family, there was Michael Gallagher.

Thinking about yesterday’s events, Michael Gallagher frowned slowly: “The Richardson family is collecting evidence of you slandering Isabelle.”

“Slander?” Molly’s eyes reddened, staring at him intently, “My grandmother was killed by her!”

“You have no evidence.”

“I will.” She smirked, the smile not reaching her eyes, “Before the Richardson family kills me, I’ll kill her first.”

“We’ll see if you have the ability.”

Michael Gallagher’s voice was icy cold, like a steel knife, viciously stabbing into her heart.

For a moment, Molly felt stuffed in her nose, biting her lip hard before tears could well up in her eyes.

“Michael Gallagher, my grandmother was good to you.” Her heart trembled violently, “Can you promise me not to interfere in my matters with Isabelle Richardson?”

Molly was hopeful.

Taking on the whole Richardson family alone was difficult enough, but adding Michael Gallagher to the mix would truly be impossible. If Michael Gallagher could stand idly by, it would be the greatest help to her.

Under her expectant gaze, Michael Gallagher slowly averted his eyes.

“I’m sorry.”

I’m sorry…

He was determined to protect Isabelle Richardson regardless of the consequences.

As expected, three years of affection had gone to waste.

Her husband, whom she once yearned for, had become the backbone of her enemy.

“It doesn’t matter.” Molly smiled, pinching her thigh hard, forcing back the tears in her eyes, “Isabelle’s life is really good.”

Despite doing such terrible things, she still had so many people protecting her, including her own husband.

Michael Gallagher thought she would give up, but this only stimulated her further.

He didn’t want to see Molly like this, lonely and paranoid, completely different from the well-behaved girl he remembered.

“Michael Gallagher, from today on, you are my enemy too.”

Enemy…

The word was harsh.

Michael Gallagher’s narrow, deep eyes squinted, and a trace of irritation inexplicably rose at the bottom of his heart: “If I’m your enemy, what about Joshua Thompson?”