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

Chapter 174: Found It

Chapter 174: Chapter 174: Found It

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When Molly Walker walked out of the Thompson family’s estate, Damian Thompson sent her a message: Violet Summers begged for Gillian Thompson to be allowed to stay in Sunnydale.

Molly chuckled knowingly.

It was no surprise that Violet Summers had used the organization’s name to persuade Daniel Thompson to let her go.

“Molly…”

At the door stood Harry Lambert, fully equipped.

He was wearing a long wig, dressed in neutral long cotton-padded jacket, paired with sunglasses, and a mask. He looked just like a pretty girl from afar.

Molly couldn’t help but laugh. Being a celebrity was not easy.

Harry Lambert walked quickly to her side and pulled her aside: “Someone is investigating you.”

“who?”

“Don’t know the name, the message came from team four, saying that someone is paying to investigate your identity.”

Someone was paying to investigate her identity? There was actually someone in the “W” organization checking her identity.

Molly’s lips slightly curled into a smile that didn’t reach her eyes: “Then let’s investigate back and see who is checking me out.”

At this time, Harry Lambert’s cell phone rang. He glanced at the phone and chuckled: “No. 4 found out- it’s Violet Summers.”

Violet Summers?

It was indeed a case of washing your hands in a muddy basin.

“What does she want to know about me?” Molly found it amusing. She hadn’t even started investigating Violet Summers yet, but Violet Summers had already started investigating her.

She was curious, what exactly did Violet Summers want to know?

“She’s suspicious of your identity and whether the baby in your stomach is Michael Gallagher’s.”

Mentioning Michael Gallagher, a coldness flashed through Harry Lambert’s eyes.

Thinking of the relationship between Violet Summers and Michael Gallagher, Molly tightened her fingers and said nonchalantly: “Then give her some good news.”

“Tell the investigation team that the baby is not Michael Gallagher’s.”

“No. 4 informed me that Violet Summers is a team leader under the fourth division. Her external identity is a distant relative of Lana Lewis. The organization doesn’t know about her connection with Gillian Thompson. Should we warn her or expel her?”

Being expelled by the organization means making it onto the organization’s blacklist- this ends everyone’s life.

“No need.” Molly shook her head, “To expel her is of course the best, but doing so would also reveal my identity.”

She didn’t want to reveal her identity now.

“Back when you were around, people in the organization only dared to act low-key externally. It’s not like now, all sorts of people have infiltrated the organization. I think it’s just due for a rectification.” Harry Lambert cooled his face, gritting his teeth in anger, “If you don’t return to Capital City soon, these people will all roof tiles in disarray.”

Molly was silent.

She had been managing the organization remotely for several years, and the people who joined later had not even seen her, making it normal for them not to obey the rules.

However, “W” organization has strict discipline. If a team leader dared to use their power to negotiate with outside companies, it suggests there were issues at the top.

“Investigate the entire Team Four.”

At the Gallagher Group, the secretary handed the document in her hand to Michael Gallagher: “Mr. Gallagher, this month’s design competition will be held in the Eastern District, Capital City. The presidential suite in the top hotel has been booked. Shall we notify Miss Walker now?”

Hearing the words “Miss Walker”, and thinking about her definitive words, Michael Gallagher’s eyes chilled.

Feeling the chill emanating from him, the secretary’s whole body shivered. It seemed like he had walked into the gun’s path.

He could feel that Mr. Gallagher was in a very, very bad mood.

After a long time, Michael Gallagher’s cold voice sounded: “Notify her.”

“You’re really pushing it. Aren’t you afraid people will say you’re infatuated?” Jake Leaford, who was sitting next to him, swished his glass of wine, his mouth hoisting a teasing smile, “You booked the best hotel for her on purpose. I doubt she appreciates it.”

To make Molly comfortable during the competition, Michael Gallagher specifically picked the best local hotel for her – the one that costs six-digits per night.

“It’s not too late for you to change hotels now. Anyway, she won’t know. For a heartless woman like her, it’s best not to spend a single cent.” Jake Leaford said, acting calm but his heart pounding.

The biggest mystery now was who was the father of the baby in Molly’s stomach.

On one hand, he hoped the baby belonged to Michael Gallagher. Yet, on another hand, he hoped the baby was not Michael Gallagher’s.

Michael Gallagher’s lips tightened, his face horribly cold: “She’s representing the Gallagher Group.”

“And that’s not including what you yourself have done.” Jake Leaford rolled his eyes inwardly, “Wasn’t this competition something you intentionally applied for? You even found ways to give her the spot. But she doesn’t appreciate it at all. If you ask me, you should retreat sooner to prevent getting too deep to pull out.”

Michael Gallagher’s eyes were dangerously dark: “Silence does not make you a mute.”

Indeed, the competition was something he had asked to be applied for.

He saw her secretly watching the broadcast of this competition last year, her face full of admiration. It made him curious about the event.

Jake Leaford was right. She wouldn’t appreciate it.

Just as he was pondering this, a knock sounded on the door. The secretary said softly: “Mr. Gallagher, Miss Summers is here to see you.”

Miss Summers?

Violet Summers?

Michael Gallagher’s eyes deepened, “Let her come in.”

“You seem quite close to this woman recently.” Jake Leaford taunted, “Apart from Molly and Isabelle, I rarely see you so polite to other women.” He knew about his temper. Even if he was good at handling things on the surface, he would never meet these women in private.

Violet Summers entered with a stack of documents.

“Mr. Gallagher, I found the information you asked me to look into.”

She looked at Michael Gallagher with a complex expression, handing over the documents: “These are the details researched by the organization. They are highly reliable.”

As a team leader, even if she wanted to check something, she needed to apply to the superiors and wait for verification.

Thinking about finding information about Molly, Violet Summers felt a wave of relief washing over her.

Thankfully, this Molly didn’t have any backstage connections and was just an ordinary person.

Only after she handed over the documents to Michael Gallagher did she notice that another person was sitting on the sofa.

Violet Summers gave a start.

Jake Leaford greeted her with a smile: “Go on, pretend I’m not here.”

With a forced smile, Violet Summers thought, How could I pretend you’re not there? You’re such a glaring third wheel.

Michael Gallagher casually flipped through the documents and put them aside without interest: “Just tell me the result.”

Since Violet Summers was a member of the “W” organization, the information she found must be accurate.

“Whose baby is in her stomach?”