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

Chapter 576: Chapter 571 Is Your Daughter _1
 

“Ah… I’m just speculating,” Daniel Thompson admitted, having a fleeting suspicion but deep down, he truly hoped it wasn’t someone from within. It would make him feel as if he had been blind all these years. “Probably not her. She doesn’t have the guts.”

“No one said it was her,” Joshua Thompson glanced at him sideways, “but you’ve provided a lead.”

“How much of what’s reported in the news is actually true?” Joshua Thompson steered the conversation back to him.

Daniel Thompson frowned, his tone unfriendly: “I’ve never engaged in illegal activities, everything said in the news is false.”

“Is that so?” Joshua Thompson leaned in and sneered, “You’d better be telling the truth because we wouldn’t hesitate to disown a family member over justice.”

Daniel Thompson’s breathing paused, his face turning an ashy blue with anger.

This son of his acted like he had a vendetta against him, always opposing him these days.

To disown over justice, he believed his son capable of doing it.

“Knock knock.”

Suddenly, the sound of knocking came.

Phoebe Belmont stood outside the door looking crisp and uneasy: “Mr. Thompson, I… I came to see how you were.”

The moment Daniel Thompson saw Phoebe Belmont, his complexion instantly turned pitch black.

This woman had never loved him from the start, and in the end, tried to trap him into believing he was the father.

Fortunately for him, luck was on his side, and his mind was clear enough not to be deceived by her.

With this thought, Daniel Thompson’s gaze subconsciously fell on Phoebe Belmont’s abdomen.

Her lower belly was flat; it showed no signs of pregnancy.

Phoebe Belmont touched her stomach, a fierce glint flashing in her eyes: “I had the baby aborted.”

“I didn’t even know who his father was. It would have been a disservice to let him be born.”

Speaking of this, Phoebe Belmont stepped forward and tenderly said to Daniel Thompson: “Mr. Thompson, I know I tricked you before, but this time, I’ve come to atone.”

“Atone?” Daniel Thompson scoffed and waved his hand dismissively, “No need, just stay away from me, and I’ll be thankful.”

He dared not let Phoebe Belmont atone.

He had seen enough of Phoebe Belmont’s methods, and now he wasn’t just afraid of her; he was wary of all cunning women.

Thinking about how he made the television news and how Thompson family stocks plummeted, Daniel Thompson’s heart ached with pain.

That was all the hard work of his ancestors and himself.

After years of struggle, he was smeared at this moment.

“Whether you accept my apology or not, this time I’m here to testify for you,” Phoebe Belmont said, standing tall with a resolute look, “I want to prove that those corruption and bribery claims have nothing to do with you.”

“No need to prove anything, let the police investigate,” Daniel Thompson wasn’t buying her act, “I haven’t done a thing, I’m not afraid of investigation, and I don’t need your testimony. An upright person does not fear shadows—what do I have to fear from dirt?”

“Mr. Thompson…” Phoebe Belmont hesitated, her expression one of reluctance, “You really should be worried… because those allegations… they are all true.”

Daniel Thompson’s brow twitched.

“You might not have done it, but your people did.”

Phoebe Belmont’s words hit everyone like a hammer.

“What do you mean by that?” Daniel Thompson sat up straight, his palms clenched into fists.

“You may not have done it, but your assistant did,” she revealed.

A pang hit Daniel Thompson’s heart.

The assistant?!

His assistant had left the country on the day of his diagnosis, claiming that his child was going to study abroad.

Daniel Thompson was silent, staring at her intently: “How do you know?”

“He called me before leaving Orientopia…” Phoebe Belmont seemed troubled, “I meant to call you about it, but you wouldn’t answer. With all this happening, I could only come to warn you in person.”

“Mr. Thompson, I truly have your best interests at heart. You should really seek a good lawyer now. The things your assistant did, he did them in your name,” Phoebe continued, then paused, “But as for how this got out, that’s hard to say. You haven’t crossed anyone powerful lately, have you?”

Someone powerful…

Daniel Thompson’s subconscious mind immediately thought of Molly Walker.

As Phoebe Belmont was about to say something else, she was interrupted by Joshua Thompson:

“What else do you want to say?” Joshua Thompson, impatient, ordered the caregiver to oust her. “Don’t let just anyone in.”

The caregiver awkwardly approached Phoebe Belmont: “Miss, you don’t have an appointment. Please leave so as not to disturb the patients’ rest.”

“Joshua Thompson, you’re in such a hurry to kick me out—are you feeling guilty?” Phoebe Belmont stared straight at Daniel Thompson. “Mr. Thompson, actually, all of this was orchestrated by your beloved daughter.”

Daniel Thompson’s face darkened.

“It was your daughter who leaked the information.”

As soon as these words fell, the room fell dead silent.

“Are you going to say next that the one who leaked the information was Molly Walker?” As if Joshua Thompson had already seen through Phoebe Belmont’s intentions, his scoff carried a silent disdain.

Phoebe Belmont didn’t get angry, just gave a faint smile: “I believe Mr. Thompson also has an inkling at heart. You know who bears you ill will and resents your success; it doesn’t need to be said by me.”

Daniel Thompson stayed silent, his lips pressed tightly together, his clenched fists trembling slightly.

He thought of the caregiver mentioning that Molly Walker wanted to surprise him, but he saw no surprise, only shock.

Could it be…everything was truly Molly Walker’s doing?

Had she never truly forgiven him from the beginning to the end?

Seeing Daniel Thompson’s shaken demeanor, Joshua Thompson sneered and couldn’t be bothered to explain.

If Daniel Thompson really believed Phoebe Belmont’s words, then he deserved to end up in prison.

You can never wake a person who is pretending to sleep.

Phoebe Belmont, observing Daniel Thompson’s expression, knew her words had some effect.

That was her purpose for coming today.

She had been eavesdropping outside just now, hearing them begin to suspect Gillian Thompson; she couldn’t sit still.

If Gillian Thompson were exposed, Samuel Richardson’s and her entire plan would go down the drain.

She didn’t expect Daniel Thompson to be so foolish as to waver from just a few words of hers.

“Is it really Molly Walker?” Daniel Thompson looked at her, his face full of sorrow, “Do you have any evidence?”

“Evidence…” Phoebe Belmont panicked internally, “What evidence do we need… Mr. Thompson, don’t you understand? Clearly, a mole did this.”

“A mole?”

“Yes, if not for a mole, how could so many pieces of information have been leaked?” Phoebe Belmont said as if it were a matter of fact, “Think about it. Who else has the ability to get internal information and manipulate the media aside from Molly Walker?”

Daniel Thompson suddenly laughed: “You’re right, indeed there has been a mole.”

Daniel Thompson then turned to look at Damian Thompson with an expressionless face: “Hand Phoebe Belmont over to the police.”

“What?!” Phoebe Belmont was stunned. “What do you mean? Why are you handing me over to the police?”

“Phoebe Belmont, you can’t seriously think I’m a fool, can you?”

Just one sentence from Daniel Thompson awakened her to reality.

Phoebe Belmont’s eyes widened as she suddenly realized that the man before her was not just any senior citizen, but a business elite who had strategized in the shopping mall for many years.

If he appeared foolish, it wasn’t because he was foolish; he was feigning foolishness.

The Daniel Thompson of the past may have been a bit lovesick, but Daniel Thompson, now devoid of any affection for her, how could he possibly believe her words?

It was she who was foolish.

She had miscalculated.

Damian Thompson’s narrow phoenix eyes glanced outside.

Soon, the bodyguards, having received a signal, entered the room.

Confronted with these oppressive bodyguards, Phoebe Belmont became as anxious as ants on a hot pan: “Mr. Thompson, what is the meaning of this? I’m not even your employee anymore…”

“But you still have access to our company’s internal account.” With one sentence, Daniel Thompson sealed her fate, “Thinking of driving a wedge between me and Ivy is a pipe dream.”

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