The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce

Chapter 23: Chapter 23 Daniel Thompson Wants to See Her

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There was also a letter in the box, describing the details of when her grandmother picked her up.

Although her grandmother was not well-educated, she did not ask someone else to write it for her in order to protect her privacy. Instead, she looked up each word in the dictionary and described the details of when she found her clearly.

Perhaps she had long expected to leave, so her grandmother had spared no effort to preserve all the information at that time.

This was all her grandmother’s hard work.

Molly Walker shakily placed the handkerchief back in the box, steadied her mind for a moment, and walked out with the box.

The noon sun was glaring, and the early autumn days were still swelteringly hot.

Molly was about to search for directions on her cell phone when she saw a message from Joshua Thompson: Are you free? My father wants to meet you.

Joshua Thompson seemed very happy, even sending a string of emojis after the message.

Daniel Thompson wanted to meet her?

Molly raised her eyebrows, not knowing what Joshua Thompson had said to Daniel Thompson, making him want to meet her.

But she had promised Damian Thompson to stay away from Joshua Thompson.

She needed to think of a reason to refuse…

Molly held her cell phone, pondering, and when she looked up, she saw several men in black suits.

The men in black suits saw her coming out and quickly approached her.

“Are you Miss Walker?” The speaker was wearing sunglasses, his arms bare and displaying his strong physique, “Our general manager would like to invite you for tea.’

General manager?

Molly examined them, and these men were burly and tall, looking like bodyguards.

Hearing him mention the general manager, Molly immediately thought of Daniel Thompson.

Just as Molly was about to refuse, these bodyguards immediately gestured for her to go with them, their expressions serious and their eyes fierce.

“Miss Walker, there’s no need to be afraid. Our general manager simply wants to invite you for tea, nothing more,”

The sunglasses-wearing bodyguard patiently repeated himself.

After all, Daniel Thompson was the head of the Thompson family and probably wouldn’t make things difficult for her.

Molly thought about it for a few seconds and then nodded her head, “Alright, you guys lead the way.”

The bodyguards escorted her into a black car, exchanged a glance with one another, and quickly closed the door.

The car sped away from the alley, leaving a trail of exhaust.

At this moment, a yellow Lamborghini drove in.

Joshua Thompson chewed on gum and smoothly turned the steering wheel, brushing past the black car.

In the hospital, Michael Gallagher was discussing his mother’s medical treatment plan with the doctor when his phone suddenly rang. “Mr. Gallagher, it seems that the lady has been taken away by someone’s car.”

Michael frowned, “Did you check the license plate number?”

“We can’t, it seems to be a new car…’

“Also, it seems they knew we were following and deliberately shook us off…”

Michael’s expression turned icy, and his face appeared to be covered with a layer of frost, especially cold.

If they could find the license plate number, there probably wouldn’t be a problem. But if it was a new car, this meant they were trying to deliberately avoid investigation.

The assistant couldn’t have made it any clearer.

The other party was a powerful and resourceful person.

He thought of the conversation between Isabelle and Samuel Richardson today and had a guess in his heart.

At this moment, Isabelle came in with a cup of water.

Michael asked, “Did your father mention Molly at all?”

“What’s going on?” Isabelle put the cup to the side and asked nervously, “Why are you suddenly asking about my father?”

“Molly has been taken away by a stranger’s car.”

Isabelle quickly said, “My father asked me about some business cooperation issues. I never mentioned Molly to him. Michael, you were there when I was on the phone, didn’t you hear me talking? I didn’t even mention Miss Walker.”

“Since you told me not to tell my father about Molly last time, I haven’t mentioned it to him. He doesn’t even know you’re married…”

But now, whether he knew or not was uncertain.

Hearing that Molly was taken away, Isabelle felt a surge of delight in her heart.

No matter who took her away, it most likely wouldn’t end well.

If her father was angry, Molly Walker would definitely be in great danger. Her father’s methods…

When Isabelle thought of the “lessons” Samuel Richardson used, she couldn’t help but shiver all over.

If he could be so ruthless to his own daughter, let alone others.

Isabelle lowered her eyes, and her peripheral vision fell on Michael Gallagher. Seeing that he wanted to leave again, she hurriedly called the doctor.

The doctor and nurse came in and immediately held Michael down.

“Mr. Gallagher, your wounds haven’t healed yet, you can’t leave.”

Last time Michael secretly left, which caused them to rescue him in the middle of the night, almost resulting in a loss of life. This time, they couldn’t let the patient leave at any cost.

“Michael, you stay in the hospital to recuperate, I’ll go ask my father. Don’t worry, if my father took her away, I’ll make sure she’s okay.”

Seeing Isabelle’s determined look, Michael stopped what he was doing, his deep eyes darkening.

Seeing that he was no longer struggling, Isabelle stood up.

She picked up her bag and walked out while making a call: “Hello, Dad, Is Miss

Walker with you?”

“No? Oh, I see.’

She hung up the phone and said to Michael: “My father said no, but I know you’re worried. I’ll go home and check now. If Miss Walker is there, I’ll definitely bring her out.”

As she turned to leave, Michael called out to her.

“Isabelle.”

Isabelle stood still, turned back and smiled. freewe(b)novel.c(o)m

“Michael, is there anything else?”

Michael nodded, his brows revealing a solemn tone: “If you bring her back to the hospital, I’ll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with her to get a divorce.”

Although he had signed the divorce agreement with Molly, they were not officially divorced.

Isabelle knew that his words were meant to reassure her.

As long as she brought Molly back safely, he would then go through with the divorce.

The next step, of course, would be to marry her.

Isabelle’s heart raced.

Initially, she just wanted to watch the drama unfold and pretend to help Michael, but now, she genuinely wanted to bring Molly out.

Isabelle hurried away, and Michael’s gaze fell.

On his cell phone was a chat window between him and his assistant.

Molly, who was in the car, thought they would take her to the mansion, but they drove to an even more remote location.

Was it necessary for Daniel Thompson to invite her for tea in such a faraway place?

The more she thought about it, the more it felt wrong. Calmly holding the door handle, Molly softly asked, “Is Mr. Thompson in the suburbs?”

The bodyguards did not answer her.

Molly’s heart sank.

There was a bodyguard on either side of her, and their attitudes were not very respectful, making them seem more like they were monitoring her.

Compared to their attitudes when they first asked her to get in the car, there was a subtle change.

She felt the danger.

No, she couldn’t stay in the car any longer!

“I’m getting a little carsick and want to get out for some fresh air.” She forcefully pulled the door handle, her voice cold.

Seeing that the bodyguard was unmoved, she desperately tried to turn the handle.

With “bang, bang” sounds, she began to knock on the window. The dissatisfied bodyguards on both sides grabbed her hands.

“Miss Walker, please be patient, we’ll be there shortly.”

The voice was somewhat sly, and as they got closer, Molly could see even more clearly that the man’s face was full of acne.

Seeing that Molly was staring at him, the only man wearing sunglasses took off his glasses as well: “Miss Walker, are you so curious about my face?” When he took off his glasses, Molly finally saw his full appearance..

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