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

Chapter 487: Chapter 482: Raising the Price
The Villa…

The scene that had just erupted in Molly Walker’s mind made her immediately understand.

They say that men find it hard to control themselves around the women they like, and it turned out to be true.

“That…Michael Gallagher,” Molly Walker pinched his thumb, “There’s an auction tonight, and I want to see the exhibits, so, maybe…we can do it later…”

“Do what, later?”

Michael Gallagher’s voice was low and gruff, pretending to be clueless.

Molly Walker’s face instantly turned red.

Seeing her in such an awkward state, the fire in Michael Gallagher’s belly receded a bit.

“There’s plenty of time, I’m not in a hurry.”

His voice was low and soft as water.

Molly’s face flushed even more.

When the two of them came out of the small bedroom, Scarlett Jackson had already made a bet with Olivia Sawyer and the others.

Seeing Molly, Olivia Sawyer, full of excitement, approached: “We have some good news.”

“Someone made a bet with me.”

Not far away, Scarlett Jackson had also noticed Molly, her eyes fell on Michael Gallagher, and would not shift away.

Michael Gallagher was wearing a white shirt today, his usually aloof temperament was accentuated by the colour white, possessing a few streaks of noble elegance.

Many stars attended today’s exhibition, but he stood out even among them.

Such a handsome man, was bound to attract attention.

At that moment, Michael Gallagher cracked a smile, gently wiped the corner of his lips with his thumb, the movement seductive and tantalizing.

Lipstick, why would there be lipstick on Michael Gallagher’s lips?

Scarlett Jackson’s lips parted slightly, her gaze fell on the small bedroom, and her eyes were full of indignation.

What these two did was self-evident.

They were like dry wood encountering a raging fire, even in a place like this…

Scarlett Jackson was consumed with jealousy.

Michael Gallagher was the husband she had longed for so long, and in just a few days, circumstances had forced her to settle for someone else.

Scarlett Jackson’s eyes were slightly red, filled with resentment deep inside.

If Molly and Michael Gallagher had done something just now, there must be a recording…

“Scarlett.” Bonnie Lewis patted her arm, “What’s wrong?”

Scarlett Jackson regained her senses: “I was contemplating something.”

She was considering, how to get the recording from the room.

“Scarlett, I think it’s necessary for me to tell you something. This bet, I don’t think we have much chance of winning.” Bonnie Lewis explained in detail her own experience of being kicked out, and what Zhang Yafan’s attitude was like.

“You know Zhang Yafan, she’s Mr. Crane’s assistant and has grown up alongside Mr. Crane. She’s known me for quite some time and yet she simply threw me out for that Molly…I think this Molly is indeed no ordinary woman.”

The only people who can get Zhang Yafan’s help are people associated with Mr. Crane. There is no other possibility.

Scarlett Jackson’s eyes glinted; her fingers slowly tightened. A few words popped from between her teeth: “I know.”

She knew Molly was no ordinary woman.

“But I don’t want to let her remain so cocky. Even if we can only suppress her temporarily, it will still make me feel better.”

Why should a woman raised as an orphan now have such capabilities?

Any of Molly’s identities could easily suppress her.

Scarlett Jackson thought of what Jerry Jenkins had said to her: If the chance to suppress Molly arises, show no mercy.

Even if she couldn’t grind Molly into the dust, making Molly uncomfortable would satisfy her.

Looking at Molly’s shy face and the lipstick mark on Michael Gallagher’s lips that hadn’t been completely wiped away, the jealous little beast in her heart gnawed at her, causing immense pain.

Clearly, Michael Gallagher was the man she had planned to marry, the man she had strategized to marry into the Jenkins family, but ended up settling for that freak, Jerry Jenkins.

Seeing Scarlett Jackson in a seemingly possessed state, Bonnie Lewis refrained from persuading her any further.

She understood the principles Scarlett Jackson was talking about.

Even if Molly indeed had a relationship with Mr. Crane, would they have to kowtow to her in front of everyone else?

She had been humble, but still ended up being thrown out of the exhibition.

“You’re right. Even if we are doomed to lose this bet, we have to persevere.”

“We might not necessarily lose.” Scarlett Jackson grinned, whispering into her ear.

Bonnie Lewis widened her eyes, looking at her with astonishment, her face a mix of surprise and joy.

…

Upon hearing Olivia Sawyer’s completed wager, Molly Walker couldn’t help but be lost between tears and laughter.

“Sorry for using you as a wager. I couldn’t resist,” Olivia Sawyer playfully stuck her tongue out.

“It’s fine, it was going to be announced sooner or later anyway, and they’ve not shy about humiliating us time and again.”

Molly Walker smiled with relief.

Ever since she taught Scarlett Jackson a lesson, each encounter had been fraught with hostility.

Even if she couldn’t do much to Scarlett Jackson, she loved to see her distressed once in a while.

As for being the wager, she didn’t care at all.

“Did you see anything you liked in tonight’s auction?” Olivia suggested with a smile, “I’ll buy it for you.”

This generous and domineering statement gave Molly a strange sense of being “kept”.

“You’ve helped me so much, and I need to thank you properly,” Olivia said, giving a coquettish blink of her eyes, “Don’t be so modest with me. Thanks to you, I’ve made quite a bit of money recently.”

Just as she was about to grasp Molly’s hand, Michael Gallagher beat her to it.

Olivia glared at Michael Gallagher and tactfully withdrew her hand.

Well, this man was even jealous of women.

The evening came quickly, and the auction was about to start.

Molly Walker was seated between Michael Gallagher and Olivia Sawyer, with Scarlett Jackson sitting next to Olivia Sawyer.

Hands crossed on her chest, Olivia seemed to be in a pleasant mood.

The initial auction items were all trifles. By the middle of the auction, Molly had finally spotted what she was interested in… a goat head.

This once lost rarity had finally resurfaced.

Seeing this, Michael Gallagher’s gaze turned grave.

Some of Orientopia’s cultural relics that were lost hundreds of years ago due to a major blow had unexpectedly shown up here.

Soon, the price of this item soared to ten million and continued to rocket towards a hundred million.

Olivia also spotted the relic. She straightened up and her face turned serious.

This was beyond her buying capacity, but judging by Molly’s expression… she seemed to really like it.

She texted her financial advisor: Check all my assets.

Even if this relic came with an outrageous price tag, she was determined to win it for Molly.

Molly seldom showed interest in things, so when she found something she liked, Olivia was determined to buy it for her, whatever it took.

Although Scarlett Jackson was initially not interested in this goat, she perked up as she glanced at Molly and noticed her sparkling eyes.

Molly is interested in something like this?

She was ready to compete with Molly, but she hadn’t expected Molly to be interested in such an odd, ancient bronze statue.

This kind of item, even if won at the auction, would have to be handed over. Was Molly planning on donating it to Orientopia?

In that case, she would give Molly a generous gift.

The moment Molly raised her paddle, Scarlett Jackson, still smiling, raised hers and called out, “One billion.”

A billion, it reached over a billion.

This was the only item in today’s auction that had reached over a billion.

Molly cast a sidelong glance at Scarlett Jackson, immediately guessing what she was up to.

Scarlett Jackson didn’t really want to buy, but she wanted to jack up the price.

There were strategies to auctions. If someone kept bidding against her, it would only raise the stakes.

Zhang Yafan, seeing Molly’s silence, leaned in and whispered, “Mr. Crane has lots of resources, Miss Molly, so go ahead and bid. No matter how high, we can afford it.”

This is power, this is wealth.

From fifty million straight up to the “one billion” bid by Scarlett Jackson, the entire room fell quiet.

The host on the stage grinned, calling out, “One billion for the first call.”

Scarlett, looking triumphantly at Molly Walker, noticed she seemed to have no intention of raising her paddle again.

What was wrong!

Molly… wasn’t planning on buying this after all, was she?