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

Chapter 289: Chapter 288: Returning Favor or Revenge

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The chance of Isabelle Richardson marrying Mr. Jenkins’s illegitimate son seemed impossible; he was the old man’s heart and soul, and even a marriage alliance wouldn’t involve the Richardson family.

But what about the other one?

Although Jerry Jenkins was a fool, as long as Emma married him, she might not have a bad life in the future.

The Jenkins family was wealthy, and even a fool like Jerry would have caregivers and servants to take care of him intimately; he couldn’t make her suffer.

“If you really don’t want to get involved with Jeremy Norman, that’s fine, but a person like Jake Smith is out of the question. We can’t afford to get involved with someone like him again,” Samuel Richardson said solemnly. “You may keep your promise, but surely you don’t want to ruin your offspring’s future? In Orientopia’s law, parents with a criminal record will affect their children’s education and civil service exams.”

Expecting that Emma would be wary of this, Samuel Richardson was surprised when she playfully blinked: “Isn’t our family rich? If my child can’t go to a good school, they can just inherit the family business! You won’t let your grandchild starve, right?”

Samuel Richardson’s breath hitched, and the words he wanted to say got stuck in his throat.

What a great idea to inherit the family business! Samuel Richardson’s face grew even darker.

Emma glanced at him, knowing that he had come up with a new plan.

“So, who do you want me to get involved with now?”

“Jerry Jenkins.”

Emma’s eyes widened: “That fool?”

“What’s wrong with a fool? You don’t have to serve him, and you can enjoy everything that comes with being the young lady of the Jenkins family,” said Samuel Richardson with calculation written all over his face. “Don’t look down on Jerry Jenkins. Even as a fool, he’s better than Jake Smith.”

Emma remained silent, amused by the fact that Samuel Richardson saw her as a hot commodity, free to make her own choice.

In Capital City, the Richardson family wasn’t even worth considering.

Thinking of Molly Walker’s courage, a surge of bravery filled Emma’s heart.

Isabelle Richardson had been a puppet for Samuel for many years, but in the end, she ended up in prison; Emma refused to become another Isabelle.

“By the way, since you and Ivy Thompson are close, you could try to probe her about her position in the ‘W’ organization,” Samuel Richardson said, his interest piqued after learning that Ivy had single-handedly helped the Leaford family using the organization.

Now, the group of shareholders in the Richardson family was very unhappy with him, some even demanding that he give up his position as Chairman. If he had the “W” organization behind him, those people wouldn’t dare to challenge his authority again.

He carefully studied his daughter, who had a completely different personality than Isabelle, a smug smile on his face.

Thankfully, he hadn’t bet on the wrong horse back then. If Emma had been like her sister, Ivy Thompson would have attacked them long ago.

He wasn’t afraid of the younger generation of the Thompson family but feared the people within the “W” organization.

“I won’t ask,” Emma firmly refused. “As friends, the last thing we should do is pry into each other’s secrets.”

These days, Samuel Richardson had been urging her repeatedly to ask Ivy about her position in the organization, and Emma’s patience was wearing thin.

Ivy’s use of the “W” organization’s power to help the Leaford family had already spread far and wide throughout the Capital City circle. Many people had tried to get close to Ivy, only to be shooed away by her bodyguards.

This only proved that she didn’t want to draw attention to herself.

“I have a banquet to attend tomorrow, so I’m going to rest now. Don’t overthink Ivy’s situation. I won’t ask, and she won’t help,” Emma said, fully aware of Samuel Richardson’s schemes.

In her heart, she rolled her eyes at him and almost sprinted out of the room.

Samuel Richardson’s eyes darkened; this daughter of his seemed completely unwilling to help him.

Even though he loved this daughter, if she wouldn’t listen, he would have to harden his heart.

At the entrance of the Jenkins family’s villa, Michael Gallagher put on a long windbreaker. The housekeeper next to him handed him a mask, but he waved it away: “No need.”

“Young Master, you’re going to the Norman family this time. There are so many people there. If someone sees your face ”

The housekeeper hesitated to continue speaking.

Michael Gallagher, in the eyes of the public, was already dead. If he suddenly appeared now, it might cause quite a stir.

Michael stood tall and slender, his deep black eyes calm and unruffled.

“Are you trying to make a scene?” Jake Leaford, who was standing beside him, taunted Michael, “I heard that the Leaford family is quite fond of Jeremy Norman. If you attend without a mask, you might become the center of attention.”

It seemed that to save face, Sebastian Norman had intentionally made this birthday party a grand event.

Rumor had it that Ivy Thompson and the Leaford family would be there, and people in the Capital City circle were secretly eager to watch the drama unfold.

Of course, these people were even more curious to see what Ivy Thompson, who single-handedly saved a company, looked like.

Before Ivy Thompson’s reputation had reached no further than Sunnydale, her arrival in Capital City had not caused much of a stir. However, ever since the Leaford family’s incident became public, everyone began to curry favor with Ivy Thompson – it could never hurt to befriend someone like that.

Not to mention those people, even he himself wanted to establish a good relationship with Ivy Thompson.

“Once you appear today, the news of Michael Gallagher being alive will spread far and wide. At that time, you will be the resurrected Michael Gallagher, not Zachary Jenkins.” Jake Leaford reminded him, “Do you want to be Michael Gallagher or Zachary Jenkins?”

Michael Gallagher thought of Molly Walker’s question – “Do you want the baby to have the last name Jenkins or Gallagher?” His eyes narrowed, his pupils as black as ink, deep and unfathomable like a pool whose bottom couldn’t be seen.

The villa district in the center of Capital City was bustling with activity.

The warm winter sun pierced through the clouds, casting its light onto the luxury cars parked below.

These cars belonged to the guests attending Jeremy Norman’s birthday party. The line of luxury cars stretched on, causing severe congestion. Horns blared continuously as the residential security guards struggled to catch their breath.

“It’s a good thing we arrived early.” Joshua Thompson parked the car and looked back at the congested luxury cars with relief.

Because there were so many people coming this time, he simply drove an RV over.

Molly Walker sat in the car, chatting and joking with Zoey Lambert and Natalie Lambert. Their attention was focused on having fun. Next to James Leaford were various gifts he had specially picked out to thank Jeremy Norman.

You should repay a life-saving favor with a wellspring of gratitude. If it weren’t for his scruples regarding Sebastian Norman, James would hate not being able to make Jeremy Norman his adopted son directly.

That day, Jeremy Norman had driven his sports car head-on towards the truck without hesitation, in order to save him.

If it hadn’t been for the quick reactions of the truck driver, Jeremy Norman might already have lost his life.

Such courage and daring had left a deep impression on James, a former soldier, who never ceased to be moved to tears whenever he thought about it.

Seeing her father lost in memories again, Natalie Lambert rolled her eyes and whispered in Molly Walker’s ear: “If my dad were a woman, I suspect he’d offer himself to Jeremy Norman.”

Hearing such a rebellious statement, Molly Walker paused her hand, which held a sunflower seed: “That’s an exaggeration.”

“It’s not an exaggeration.” Zoey Lambert threw her own seeds into a plate next to her, “Yesterday he asked me what your attitude towards Jeremy Norman actually is. He even mentioned persuading you that Jeremy Norman has a good character and is worth entrusting your life to.”

There were some words Zoey Lambert didn’t say out loud. James Leaford had said that if Ivy Thompson really didn’t like Jeremy Norman, she should let either her or her sister give it a try.

Marrying her off to Jeremy Norman – is that repaying gratitude?

That’s repaying enmity!

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