Chapter 170: Gillian Thompson’s Mysterious Friend
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“I knew you’d be curious about this,” Damian Thompson smiled knowingly. The last ti he ntioned this organization, Molly Walker had tried hard to contain her surprise, but he still noticed it.
She might not be interested in many things, but this organization would definitely pique the interest of his sister.
eting Damian’s teasing gaze, Molly coughed awkwardly, “Brother, co in and sit. I’ll get ready quickly.”
True to her word, she was ready in ten minutes.
Her skin was beautiful, her features were slightly Westernized. She only applied minimal makeup but was already stunning. This ti, she wore a pink hoodie, with her hair tied up into a bun, revealing her smooth forehead and accentuating her features even more.
Damian glanced at her, his eyes showing a hint of soft admiration.
Like their three brothers, Molly inherited their father’s height and their mother’s looks.
His sister, with her charming and elegant looks, was morable. She could easily have an advantage if she were to enter the entertainnt industry.
“Ever thought about entering the entertainnt industry?” he asked, smiling.
The Thompson family’s resources in the industry were more than enough for her to make a splash.
Molly quickly shook her head: “No thank you, I’m a natural magnet for controversy.”
If she really did enter the entertainnt industry, she would be criticized heavily by fans. Harry Lambert’s fans, for example, would definitely beco her perennial detractors.
Damian laughed, finding his sister’s humility refreshing.
Molly rode back to the Thompson family’s estate with Damian.
Ever since Amanda Leaford woke up, the whole atmosphere of the mansion had been much more relaxed. The servants no longer had to take care of a vegetable and an insane person every day, bringing great joy to the people in the mansion.
When Molly arrived, dinner hadn’t started. Gillian Thompson was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a copy of the Buddhist scriptures. She looked a lot more desolate.
In just a day, Gillian seed to have beco a completely different person.
Seeing Molly, a flash of light flickered in Gillian’s eyes, she then lowered her head, neither greeting Molly nor seeming to want to look at her.
Molly doesn’t care. She wasn’t here to see Gillian today anyway.
She sat down on the sofa, idly playing with her cell phone.
“Heard that Michael Gallagher’s mother left all her property to you in her will?” Gillian’s words carried an underlying tone of sarcasm. Molly looked up at her and smiled: “Your information is quite up-to-date.”
The news from last night had quickly reached her ears.
Gillian stared at Molly with jealousy, “Congrats, you beca a rich woman overnight.”
Lana Lewis, as Michael Gallagher’s mother, had brought a dowry worth a fortune when she married into the Gallagher family. Adding to that, the developnt of the Gallagher family over the years, their wealth was imasurable, possibly in hundreds of millions.
All this money was given to Molly. Not just Gillian, even the other mbers of the Gallagher family couldn’t believe that Lana Lewis would give her fortune to an outsider.
Gillian’s gaze shifted to Molly’s stomach, her eyes flickered: “The baby in your tummy, it’s Michael Gallagher’s, isn’t it?”
Otherwise, why would Lana Lewis ntion her in the will for no reason?
She asked Nicholas Thompson about the baby in Molly’s womb, but Nicholas said that only Molly herself knew about it.
Even now, Molly hasn’t publicly announced who the baby’s father is.
“If you hadn’t done those guilty deeds, you would have been a rich woman too,” Molly didn’t directly answer her, instead responded with a aningful smile. “I’ve given up my shares of the Thompson family. As long as you behave well, my part would have been yours too. Too bad you ruined it all.”
Hearing this, Gillian faltered, realizing that Molly no longer belonged to the Thompson family; if she hadn’t conspired with Isabelle Richardson, perhaps her inheritance wouldn’t have changed.
But did it really not change?
Considering the attitudes of Joshua Thompson and Damian Thompson, Gillian laughed coldly: “So things changed the mont you showed up. Both brother and Third brother are on your side, and Mom likes you more. If only you didn’t show up, things wouldn’t have changed.”
Hearing this, Molly just laughed without comnting.
She thought Gillian truly turned over a new leaf, but it seems she still harbors malicious thoughts. After all, birds of a feather flock together; she is definitely a good friend with Isabelle.
“I apologize for that. I didn’t expect to show up either,” Molly shrugged, smiling helplessly.
For Joshua to find her was indeed a surprise.
Seeing Molly’s helpless expression, Gillian saw it as a blatant boast.
Gillian’s face turned pale and then green, her lips trembling like she was sieving chaff.
So people just have better luck, it’s true what they say: comparisons are odious.
Fortunately, she had many connections. Once Violet arrived tonight, she could turn the tables; she definitely would not go to the old house.
Molly no longer paid attention to her. In a while, the other mbers of the Thompson family arrived; everyone gathered around the dining table.
Daniel Thompson looked around, addressing Gillian: “Has your friend arrived?”
Gillian smiled in response: “She said she’s at the entrance, but…”
“She said due to her special identity, not too many people can know about it, otherwise, the organization will punish her.”
Molly’s lips curved into a cold smile. So, this person can’t let too many people know about her identity, yet she is participating in this dinner. She certainly knows how to play coy.
“But I told her that my family is important to , so she agreed to et you guys, but…” Gillian glanced at Molly, struggling to continue, “She doesn’t have a good impression of my sister. She said it’s unnecessary to et her too. So, why doesn’t my sister step aside for now?”
All eyes turned to Molly.
Molly chuckled without saying a word. What a brash statent; there’s no need to et. If it wasn’t for the organization’s rules, she wouldn’t have even planned to co for dinner. She never anticipated the other party would be so high-handed.
Hearing that the person specifically refused to et Molly, Amanda Leaford’s face imdiately turned cold: “Where did you make such an ill-bred friend who, as our guest, has the audacity to make choices? Since she doesn’t want to et Ivy, we have no need to et her either.”
She suddenly grabbed Daniel Thompson’s hand, “We are not able to accommodate such a distinguished guest. Please have soone close the door.
Don’t just let anyone in.”
This was a pre-emptive asure, an outright expulsion.
On hearing Gillian’s words, Daniel frowned. He didn’t expect sothing as simple as a etup could command so many demands.
Directly expelling them would definitely offend them.
He is not afraid of this individual, but he has to respect the organization behind her.
Gillian, anxious that Daniel might really expel the guest, hastily explained to Amanda: “Mom, that person is from the ‘W Organization’. We can only try to win over the people in this organization, not offend them. Besides, knowing this person may also benefit us. If you don’t believe , you can ask Dad.” She eagerly looked at Daniel.
Daniel nodded, then gently explained to Amanda: “This organization is indeed very powerful, and also quite mysterious. We must not offend them in any way.”
After saying that, he glanced at Molly, wanting to speak but stopped himself.
Molly gave a cold smirk; Daniel was hoping that she would take the initiative..
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