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

Chapter 224: Chapter 223: Slapping Faces and Losing Face_2

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The speaker was a female entrepreneur, her cold gaze fell on Gillian Thompson, and she sneered, “You’re Gillian Thompson, right?”

She looked around, her cold voice passing word by word into everyone’s ears: “The one who called us was Ivy Thompson, not Gillian Thompson!”

A single stone caused a thousand ripples, and the laughing faces of these people suddenly froze as they all looked at Gillian Thompson.

Gillian’s face flushed slightly, her fingers digging deep into her flesh, using all her strength to maintain her composure on the surface.

“You’ve got it wrong, the one who called was my adopted daughter.” Daniel Thompson corrected her with a smile, “We haven’t known Ivy for long, she hasn’t been involved in the company’s operations and doesn’t understand these things, so she couldn’t have called you.”

Smart people could tell that this was an indirect hint that Ivy Thompson was uneducated.

Gillian Thompson laughed without saying a word, her gaze fell on the female entrepreneur, guessing her identity.

Just now, so many people had assumed it was her who called, but only this woman was certain it wasn’t. Did she have any evidence?

As the atmosphere tensed, a mocking laugh rang out in the crowd.

“That’s because you don’t know me, and you don’t know her.”

The sound rose calmly, like clear water washing over the soul, and everyone looked towards the source of the voice, instantly spotting a beautiful woman with an amazing figure.

Molly Walker was wearing a black floor-length dress, her graceful figure swaying as she walked.

Upon seeing Molly, Gillian Thompson’s face turned pale as paper, trembling like a leaf in the wind.

Daniel Thompson’s face changed from blue to white with anger.

That sentence, “you don’t know her,” was like a harsh slap in his face.

Daniel Thompson had a feeling that her coming to the Chamber of Commerce today was not just to attend a banquet.

He looked at Molly warningly, but she didn’t look back at him. One step at a time, she made her way to the people in front of her.

“Ivy, what are you trying to do?” Daniel Thompson warned her in a low voice, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction.

This daughter always held him back. Now that she appeared in the spotlight, she was likely up to something again.

Molly glanced at him and leisurely said, “I’m not up to anything, just telling my friends the truth.”

These words warmed the hearts of the entrepreneurs present.

“It’s this voice.” The female entrepreneur covered her mouth and giggled as she told the crowd, “Those who have taken her calls should remember this voice, right? If you’ve forgotten, I can help you remember.”

“I happen to have a recording here.” She opened her cell phone and played a recording of a phone call:

“Thank you, Miss Thompson. May I ask your name? Which daughter are you of Daniel Thompson?” The woman’s voice was full of curiosity.

“My name is Molly Walker.”

The soft and gentle voice, so heartwarming.

Molly Walker, that’s Ivy Thompson!

The atmosphere was terrifyingly quiet, and the faces of everyone present changed as they looked at Gillian Thompson with slightly complicated expressions.

When they greeted Gillian Thompson just now, she didn’t say they had mistaken her for someone else.

They only knew that the person they called was Daniel Thompson’s daughter when they called, but they didn’t ask for more details. Moreover, they heard later that the person who called was Gillian Thompson. They had thought it was her, but they didn’t expect such a blunder!

The one who called turned out to be Ivy Thompson!

“I apologize, Miss Thompson. I didn’t mean to record it. My phone has always had a recording function.” The female entrepreneur, dressed in a black suit and with short hair framing her small face, looked clean and tidy. She bowed slightly to Molly to express her apologies.

Molly waved her hand, her soft voice accompanied by a smile: “It’s okay. If it weren’t for your phone call, President Lu, I’m afraid my father would never know that I was the one who called.”

This sentence slapped Daniel Thompson’s face hard.

Thinking about the defense he’d just made for Gillian Thompson, Daniel Thompson’s face burned.

She was right. If she hadn’t stepped forward herself, he would have always thought the caller was Gillian Thompson.

Daniel Thompson looked at Gillian, and when he saw her evasive appearance, his heart sank heavily.

“Why didn’t you tell me you weren’t the one who called?”

Gillian Thompson’s face turned pale, her eyes widened, and her frightened and uneasy expression showed a hint of despair.

She didn’t expect Molly to be waiting here to dig a hole for her!

She suddenly thought of Violet Summers’ words, and her face turned as white as thin paper.

Blind self-confidence had hurt her.

Daniel Thompson’s face was dark, shaking with anger.

Now, everyone knew that he and Ivy Thompson’s father-daughter relationship was not good. More importantly, it turned out that the “W” organization was supporting not Gillian Thompson but Ivy Thompson!

Daniel Thompson’s face went numb, and he thought about how he had scolded the wind and clouds for half a lifetime, only to be slapped in the face by his own daughter today.

Looking at Molly’s innocent face, his anger had nowhere to go.

He did not expect that this daughter whom he did not favor would be so capable of having the “W” organization open the way for her.

“Ivy, why didn’t you tell me it was you who called?” Daniel Thompson sighed, “If you’d told me you made the call, I wouldn’t have mistaken it for your sister.”

Seeing his desperate attempts to save face, Molly curled her lips and smiled, not giving him any respect, “Would you have believed me if I had told you? Mr. Thompson.”

With one single “Mr. Thompson,” the distance between the two was set.

How ironic that they were father and daughter, yet she called him Mr. Thompson.

The expression on Daniel Thompson’s face was very ugly.

In front of so many people, Molly was blatantly disrespectful to him.

With everyone watching, coupled with the whispers of these people, Daniel Thompson wished he could find a hole to hide in.

Joshua Thompson smirked, and the upward curve of his lips betrayed his good mood. He glanced at Nicholas Thompson, whose face was equally ugly, and blinked his beautiful peach blossom eyes, “Second Brother, now you know what kind of person Gillian Thompson is, don’t you?”

Gillian Thompson really didn’t disappoint. She grabbed such a big credit, and now she was exposed in front of so many dignitaries, both embarrassing and humiliating.

Nicholas Thompson’s face was also stinging as though he’d been slapped.

“You knew all along?” He frowned at Joshua Thompson, his voice low.