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

Chapter 570: Chapter 565 He Suspected Me_1
 

Gillian Thompson indeed had no motive to kill Catrina.

That was also the reason he had never suspected Gillian Thompson.

“Second brother, I know Molly Walker is your biological sister and she is also the manager of ‘W’, her words carry some credibility in everyone’s eyes, but you can’t be misled by her position and her words. You have to start from reality,” Gillian Thompson sighed, looking extremely aggrieved, “She suspects me, but I also suspect her. I simply do not have her kind of background; otherwise, I would definitely find out who the real killer of my sister-in-law is.”

Listening to Gillian Thompson’s indignant words, Nicholas Thompson gradually dismissed his suspicions.

He mocked himself for being crazy and stupid.

He had actually been confused by a few words from Molly Walker, unable to distinguish even the most basic need for a motive in murder.

“Alright, second brother, I need to meet an important friend with Ethan Hopkins, so we’ll leave first,” Gillian Thompson took the initiative to hug Nicholas, “Don’t worry, second brother, I will never hurt you or the people you care about because your family is my family. Even if I had really harmed my sister-in-law, the police would have arrested me a long time ago, wouldn’t they?”

After letting go of Nicholas’ shoulders, Gillian Thompson smiled easily: “If you have nothing else, second brother, we’ll take our leave first.”

Gillian Thompson took Ethan Hopkins by the hand and walked outside, her steps light, without showing any other emotions or pressure.

As soon as they were out of Nicholas’s sight, Gillian Thompson’s legs suddenly weakened, and if it were not for Ethan Hopkins’ support, she would have collapsed on the ground.

Ethan Hopkins, holding her hand, found it was covered in dense sweat.

“Well played.”

Her words from just now had even convinced him.

One had to admit, Gillian Thompson was not smart most of the time, but in critical moments, she knew how to save her skin.

“Second brother already suspects me,” Gillian Thompson closed her eyes, trembling all over as she thought of the just-now conversation, “What should I do? Second brother suspects me…”

Gillian Thompson was genuinely frightened.

She almost gave herself away.

However, she knew she couldn’t keep it hidden for long.

“We should hurry and meet Samuel Richardson. Let’s get the Thompson Group’s property in hand as soon as possible. I don’t dare to stay here for another moment.”

Gillian Thompson, feeling like a thief, suddenly found the energy and pulled Ethan Hopkins to hurry forward.

…

In front of the Richardson Group Building, Gillian Thompson and Ethan Hopkins got out of the car.

Gillian Thompson adjusted the mask on her face and quickly took out her sunglasses.

“Is Samuel Richardson really here?” Gillian Thompson confirmed with Ethan Hopkins again, “Why discuss business here and not find a coffee shop? I’m getting hungry now.”

Ever since she became pregnant, she often felt hungry.

Ethan Hopkins gave her a disdainful look, “The entire Richardson family is under pressure now. Do you really want to eat out and risk getting photographed by the paparazzi?”

Gillian Thompson turned pale and playfully stuck out her tongue, “I forgot… Let’s hurry then.”

Ethan Hopkins walked on with her. Thinking that they were going to meet Emma Smith, Gillian Thompson anxiously asked, “Emma Smith is one of Molly Walker’s people. What does Samuel Richardson mean by asking us to meet her? He wouldn’t have told her everything we were going to do, would he?”

Thinking of Emma Smith, a hint of jealousy crossed Gillian Thompson’s eyes.

Even though Emma Smith was an outsider, Molly Walker still cherished her as a treasure and included her in ‘W’.

Yet Gillian Thompson, who was not even as good as this country bumpkin Emma Smith, could only do a cleaning lady’s work at ‘W’.

“I’m not sure of the specifics, but Samuel Richardson said Emma Smith is one of us,” Ethan Hopkins was also full of questions.

He remembered that Emma Smith had a very good relationship with Molly Walker, treating her almost like a real sister.

Moreover, not long ago, Emma Smith had openly severed ties with Samuel Richardson.

The fact that their relationship could turn from so bitter to one of their own was odd no matter how he thought about it.

“Our own person?” Gillian Thompson screamed, “How can she be one of us? No, you need to ask Samuel Richardson right away and see if he has told Emma Smith everything. If he’s told her all about our secret plan, then we’re all doomed!”

Others might not be aware of the relationship between Emma Smith and Molly Walker, but Gillian Thompson knew it all too well.

Ethan Hopkins saw her emotional outburst and frowned in displeasure, “Why are you getting so worked up? If Samuel Richardson says she’s one of us, then she is one of us. What does it matter if she knows? As long as the plan is successful, the process isn’t important.”

Hearing Ethan Hopkins’ words, Gillian Thompson’s heart grew colder.

The process obviously wasn’t important to him because all the responsibility could be pinned on her.

She was the one who stole the information; she was the one who handed it over to Samuel Richardson.

To Samuel Richardson and Ethan Hopkins, their actions could at most be seen as part of normal business warfare with the Thompson family, but she was the one who might end up in jail!

“Ethan, I know you think the process isn’t important, but you should consider my position. If you insist on bringing Emma Smith into this, then I’m leaving right now.”

After speaking, Gillian Thompson turned her head and walked towards the bus station.

Ethan Hopkins quickly grabbed her, “Stop making a fuss. We have already handed over the information to Samuel Richardson, and we can only listen to him now. Since he said Emma Smith is one of us, then we have to treat her as one.”

“One of us…” Gillian Thompson’s face turned ashen as she muttered and stepped back, “No, she can’t be one of us! I’m not going, I won’t go, you go talk by yourselves.”

Gillian Thompson yanked off her mask and ran hurriedly in the opposite direction.

Just then, a car stopped by the roadside.

The driver pressed the gas pedal, but the car remained motionless.

“Second young master, the car’s broken down,” the driver said, somewhat helplessly.

Although the Thompson family had many cars, Nicholas Thompson insisted on taking this particular one today.

Hearing the car was broken down, Nicholas Thompson was startled and looked towards the passenger seat.

He and Catrina Rodgurez had once ridden in this car, which had since been left unused in the garage.

Nicholas summoned the ghosts of the past and inexplicably had his family’s driver bring this car out.

“Call a repair service to tow the car away,” Nicholas Thompson, tired, leaned back in the back seat and glanced out the window, unexpectedly spotting a familiar figure.

“Roll down the window,” Nicholas Thompson sat up straight, his expression grave.

Fortunately, the car windows could still be opened, and after the driver rolled down the window and breathed a sigh of relief, he looked outside and exclaimed in surprise, “Isn’t that… Miss Gillian?”

At that moment, Gillian Thompson was running forward and had not noticed Nicholas Thompson in the car.

Nicholas Thompson watched the towering Richardson Group Building, his gaze turbulent.

Why would Gabriel visit Samuel Richardson here?

Right now, in Sunnydale, the business battle between the Richardson and Thompson families was intense, at a critical juncture.

His brother had once said there were plans to acquire the Richardson Group.

Thinking about how Gillian Thompson said she was going to meet a friend but ended up here, Nicholas Thompson furrowed his brows, sensing that something wasn’t right.

While Gillian Thompson was running, Ethan Hopkins quickly caught up to her, “Gabriel, stop this. Samuel Richardson is waiting for us. We can talk about everything after we go up.”

Ethan Hopkins was speechless at Gillian Thompson’s attempt to run away.

They were already at the doorstep, and yet Gillian Thompson was thinking of fleeing. Wasn’t this dropping the ball at a crucial moment?

Gillian Thompson looked at Ethan Hopkins and stuttered, “Ethan, I’m really scared. I don’t want to see her, just let me go. I haven’t eaten, I’m hungry now, I want to go outside and find something to eat.”

“Samuel Richardson has already prepared a meal for us. Gabriel, stop being willful. After what you’ve done… for our future, even if we have to walk through fire and sword, we have to keep moving forward,” Ethan Hopkins said earnestly. His voice was neither loud nor soft but loud enough for Nicholas Thompson nearby to hear.