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

Chapter 588: 583: The Deepest Knife_1



Chapter 588: Chapter 583: The Deepest Knife_1
 

The words seemed to imply that the police and Molly Walker were brought over by Emma Smith.

“Samuel Richardson, we have found that you are suspected of stealing trade secrets and providing murder weapons to incite others to commit crimes.”

As soon as Samuel Richardson appeared, the police quickly approached him and took out handcuffs.

Glancing at the handcuffs, Samuel Richardson kept his composure and said cheerfully, “Officers, I don’t know what trade secrets I’m supposed to have stolen, nor what murder weapons you’re talking about. I have done nothing wrong and sit with a straight posture; whatever I did in the past, I’ve long since retired from it all. What right do you have to arrest me?”

“Samuel Richardson, stop struggling. Ethan Hopkins has confessed everything, so come with us,” the police said, not wasting words and forcibly cuffed him.

Samuel Richardson’s face slightly changed color, but he quickly turned his gaze towards Emma Smith.

He wasn’t afraid of going to prison; he had been there more than once in his life, and even if he had to spend some time behind bars, it wouldn’t matter much. What was important was that the follow-up work had to be handled well.

He had already successfully transferred his property, and as long as Emma Smith found a way, she could get him out.

However, Emma Smith didn’t look at him again.

Samuel Richardson had a bad feeling.

Molly Walker, as if she knew what he was thinking, asked softly, “Do you think transferring your property means you can rest easy?”Nôv(el)B\\jnn

How did she know?!

It was then that Samuel Richardson’s face really changed color.

“Mumu… you…” he looked at Emma Smith furiously.

Not many people knew about his property transfer.

“Jianyan Finance is her company,” Emma Smith solved his puzzlement.

Molly Walker looked at Emma Smith in surprise: “You found out so quickly.”

As Emma Smith was about to speak, Samuel Richardson shouted angrily, “Why didn’t you tell? Emma Smith, you ungrateful wretch, just like your mother, both of you only know how to steal men.”

“My mom never stole anyone!” Emma Smith burst out in rage upon hearing this, “That was just my teacher doing a home visit, it wasn’t what you think at all.”

“That woman works for her, why don’t you say it? Emma Smith, if I go down, you’re an accomplice, and you won’t come out of this unscathed either,” Samuel Richardson snarled, his face contorted with fury.

Emma Smith stood her ground, ignoring Samuel Richardson’s words.

Only after Samuel Richardson had been taken to the police car, did Emma Smith remember to hand something over to Molly Walker.

When Molly Walker saw the cell phone, she was somewhat stunned.

This was a cell phone every member of the “W” had, loaded with high-tech functions.

“This is…”

“All the solid evidence of Samuel Richardson’s crimes is in here,” Emma Smith said, and the room fell silent.

“I am Black Rose. The bad things I’ve done in my life are no less than Samuel Richardson’s, but you once said that you don’t hate people who have done bad things, as long as they reform, you are willing to lead her into the light,” Emma Smith said with a smile, tears sliding down the corners of her eyes, “I want to reform and become a good person.”

Accepting the heavy cell phone, Molly Walker’s eyes grew warm.

This cell phone was equivalent to the identity card of the “W” organization. Although Emma Smith had ostensibly left the “W” organization, she had never forgotten her identity.

“Actually, you’ve always been a good person.”

Hearing this, Emma Smith couldn’t stop her tears from falling.

Indeed, from the moment she turned against Samuel Richardson, she had been collecting information on his crimes.

But since Samuel Richardson always threatened her with her grandmother and mother, she had to play it by ear.

Molly Walker was right, Emma Smith had always wanted to be a good person, but it was her father who was the bad influence.

Molly Walker believed her, understood her, and never doubted her.

At this moment, Emma Smith felt that even if she had to go to prison with Samuel Richardson, she would not be lonely.

Emma Smith took the initiative to get into the last police car.

The police treated her differently than they did Samuel Richardson; they did not handcuff her.

But she ultimately had to take responsibility for her actions.

Before the car door closed, Emma Smith called out to Molly Walker: “Molly Walker, you are the person I most want to be friends with, and the person I most aspire to become.”

Once, she thought her life was dark enough that even becoming Black Rose was because of having a father like Samuel Richardson.

She believed that her family background was an original sin.

From Molly Walker, she learned that a person’s birth family simply gives them life, but how one chooses to live is really up to oneself.

Unfortunately, she realized this too late.

She envied Molly Walker and wanted to become her.

After the police car left, the Richardson family’s vast villa felt even more desolate.

“Samuel Richardson won’t be coming out,” Michael Gallagher said, holding her in what seemed to be an attempt at consolation.

They had already collected some evidence of the things Samuel Richardson had done, but they hadn’t expected Emma Smith to also be gathering proof of his crimes.

“Emma Smith’s mother and grandmother were being watched by people Samuel Richardson hired. For the sake of her family, Emma Smith could only help Samuel Richardson reluctantly.”

After Michael Gallagher finished speaking, Molly Walker shook her head to interrupt him, “She didn’t help Samuel Richardson.”

“All the dirt on the Thompson family that leaked online was fake. She’s always been protecting us in another way, helping us.” Thinking of Emma Smith’s fate, Molly’s eyes reddened slightly.

Nobody chooses to be the villain, and Emma Smith, in a situation where she could only be a villain, strived to be a good person.

“Hmm,” Michael thought of everything Molly had recently gone through, and his heart ached fiercely, “Don’t be too sad about Nicholas Thompson’s incident…”

Just as he said this, Michael’s tone abruptly stopped.

Even though she did not have a good relationship with Nicholas Thompson, she could not accept such a raw reality befalling a living person.

When Nicholas was mentioned, Molly nodded difficultly, but her heart still felt so heavy she could hardly breathe.

Since Nicholas had the accident, her heart had been in her throat, never settling back down.

After all, Nicholas’s accident was because of her; she couldn’t pretend as if nothing had happened.

Outside the Intensive Care Unit of Nanyang City Hospital.

Joshua Thompson and Damian Thompson were sitting next to Amanda Leaford in the hallway, waiting.

In just a few days, Amanda Leaford’s hair had turned even whiter.

Although Nicholas Thompson had done many things, it was as if this last incident had broken through everyone’s inner defenses.

“Do you think Nicholas just didn’t want to live anymore?” Amanda suddenly asked.

The atmosphere grew tense.

“Even though what he did was embarrassing, it wasn’t to the point of not wanting to live,” Joshua tried to reassure his mother.

He had intended never to call Nicholas “second brother” for the rest of his life, but luckily, Nicholas had a guilty conscience in the end.

If it had been Ivy who was hurt, everyone would have felt even worse.

Amanda Leaford looked lethargically towards the Intensive Care Unit.

“How is that woman?”

She now couldn’t even bring herself to say Gillian Thompson’s name.

This woman had nearly destroyed her entire family.

The thing she regretted the most was adopting Gillian Thompson.

“She’s been taken in,” Damian took up the conversation, “Ethan Hopkins, in an attempt to lessen his own crimes, spilled all the acts committed by Gillian Thompson, including the plot with his own parents to sell out Catrina Rodgurez. She also lost her baby.”

The last time Damian had seen her, Gillian Thompson was already in a semi-mad, semi-foolish state.

“Brother…”

She called to him through the glass, her tears mixing with the scars on her face, and asked with difficulty, “Is second brother… still alive?”

What Gillian Thompson regretted the most wasn’t falling in love with Ethan Hopkins but driving the knife into Nicholas Thompson’s body.

She had sent her last relative to his grave with her own hands.

Damian just looked at her deeply, saying nothing.

After Damian left, Gillian Thompson covered her face and wept bitterly.

She had lost her baby, and her protector was gone.

What awaited her was the judgment of the law.

And what made her collapse was that all her crimes were revealed by Ethan Hopkins himself.

The person she loved the most had stabbed her the deepest.


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