Chapter 45: Chapter 45: Who Bullied You

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“Little Six, I know you’re looking out for me, but my life isn’t too bad now, it’s just that in the eyes of some people, I’m a scourge on the family.” She thought of Isabelle Richardson and Gillian Thompson.

Perhaps it’s because they knew she had no backing that those people dare to insult her so blatantly.

“Who dared to call you a scourge?” Harry Lambert’s beautiful eyes narrowed, his voice cold as a knife, “?”

“No one.” Those who don’t care can’t bully her.

As for the people who used to care, they are slowly being forgotten.

Just as Molly Walker was thinking hard, Harry Lambert looked towards her side, his eyes unclear: “Your ex-husband is here.”

Molly’s body tensed, she looked back and immediately met Michael Gallagher’s deep and dark pupils.

Why is he here?

Molly’s mouth twitched.

Michael Gallagher’s eyes drooped, casually adjusting his cuffs, sitting straight at a table not far from them, fingers turning slightly, casually picking up the teacup next to him, the corners of his mouth hooked up in indifference.

It seemed like a coincidence, but it felt a bit weird.

There are wolves in front, and tigers and leopards behind.

Molly laughed lightly, her long curled eyelashes hanging down like a butterfly, her fingers lightly tapping on the table, silently raising her eyebrows at Little Six.

Harry Lambert understood her meaning.

This time he really wanted the public to misunderstand their relationship so that no one could bully her, including Michael Gallagher.

But the feeling of being watched like this now made him extremely uncomfortable.

“Let’s go, let’s find another place.” He stood up, reaching out to help her with the bag, but Molly picked it up before him.

“l wouldn’t dare let a superstar carry my bag for me.”

If he really carried her bag, who knows what the headlines would be tomorrow.

Harry Lambert looked at his empty hands, feeling a little lost.

Seeing her get up and leave, the oranges he had peeled for her were still on the plate.

Once, she would specifically ask him to peel them.

Now she has grown up and knows how to avoid suspicion.

Molly passed by Michael Gallagher, her eyes lingering on him.

The man lowered his head, slender fingers sliding slowly on the screen, wooden prayer beads swinging gently on his wrist, an elegant temperament, and a maturity that did not match his age.

Molly’s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly walked away.

Catching a glimpse of her and Harry Lambert leaving, Michael Gallagher pursed his lips and stood up.

Gillian Thompson stopped him in time.

“Mr. Gallagher, wait a moment.”

Michael Gallagher frowned.

Seeing the handsome eyebrows and eyes of Michael Gallagher, Gillian Thompson’s eyes paused.

She had met many men, but few were as handsome as him. It was said that Michael Gallagher had been a school heartthrob since he was a child. Although he caused trouble, he was still the idol in the hearts of many girls. His charm had grown over the years.

No wonder Isabelle Richardson was so infatuated with him.

“You saw what happened today, right?” Gillian Thompson lifted her chin toward the door, narrowing her eyes and gossiping, “Your ex-wife must have cheated on you during your marriage.”

Michael Gallagher remained silent, his eyes cold and terrifying.

“As your wife, she lived off and enjoyed your wealth and kept a lover outside your marriage. Mr. Gallagher, I advise you to sue her and seek compensation from her.’

She raised her lips and “kindly” reminded him.

No man can stand being cuckolded; this is man’s nature,

She didn’t believe that Michael Gallagher would be an exception.

Gillian Thompson’s words stirred up unpleasant memories in Michael Gallagher’s heart.

He knew about Molly’s infidelity in marriage, and ordinary men couldn’t stand it, but he wasn’t an ordinary person in the first place.

“That’s between me and her, Miss Thompson, you’re meddling too much.”

He looked at Gillian Thompson with the eyes of a stranger, filled with wariness and a hint of disgust.

Scolded nakedly by him, Gillian Thompson’s face heated up, embarrassed and at a loss: “I was just trying to defend you, after all, you are the man my friend

Isabelle likes…

“It’s not necessary.” He quickly interrupted her.

His gaze was too cold and indifferent, sending chills down one’s spine.

Watching him turn around and leave, Gillian Thompson was angry and anxious.

She was doing all this for him, yet he was playing her instead.

Michael Gallagher was indeed a mysterious and unpredictable man.

The enigmatic Michael Gallagher got into the car with a cold expression.

The assistant nervously glanced at his boss through the rearview mirror. He had witnessed the scene at the tea house clearly, his boss had kept to the side and didn’t dare to approach.

How humbling…

“Are you waiting here to be photographed?” Michael Gallagher’s cold voice echoed.

Only then did the assistant look outside and see that some paparazzi were pointing their cameras at them.

“Mr. Gallagher, tomorrow’s news…” He could already guess the headlines for tomorrow.

“Don’t wait for tomorrow, block the news now with money, including hers and Harry Lambert’s. Also, investigate Harry Lambert’s background.” His hand was on the handle, tapping it lightly.

Thinking of the scene just now, his eyes were dark with impatience.

He had only suspected a relationship between Molly Walker and Joshua Thompson, but today, the look in Harry Lambert’s eyes was different.

It was the gaze of a man with prey in sight.

Even though they were about to divorce, it wasn’t his place to interfere. However, they had been married once, and he unconsciously wanted to look out for her.

After divorcing him, one day she will marry someone else.

Michael Gallagher knitted his brows: “Find out which eligible young men in

Sunfield City come from decent families.”

“Huh?” The assistant’s mouth gaped open. “Mr. Gallagher, you’re not going to… introduce men to the young lady, are you?”

Michael Gallagher didn’t respond, taking it as a confirmation.

The assistant’s heart trembled with fear, and tears almost streamed down his face.

Oh my god, could he have gone crazy with anger?

Introducing men to his ex-wife, he was truly the best ex-husband in Orientopia!

After exiting the door with Harry Lambert, Molly Walker went their separate ways. Harry Lambert wanted to give her a ride, but she strongly refused: “Leave me alone, I don’t want to become famous.’

If she got in the same car with him, the news would report that they had entered the same hotel.

She and Harry Lambert used to meet in secret, and she didn’t know why he purposely made it so high-profile today.

After saying goodbye to Harry Lambert, Molly Walker turned around and left.

She couldn’t digest the information she received today.

Looking at the handkerchief that Damian Thompson had handed her today, she was lost in thought for a moment.

She had thought of countless possibilities, but never imagined that she would be a member of the Thompson family.

If she was indeed Ivy Thompson, then she hadn’t been abandoned.

She could see the Thompson family’s determination to find Ivy.

If she was indeed Ivy, then what kind of misunderstanding had happened between them…

As she thought, she walked along the sidewalk.

At that moment, a black Maybach stopped next to her.

The car window rolled down, and the driver’s assistant greeted her warmly: “Hello, young lady!’

Molly Walker turned her head and saw him, allowing a slight smile to appear on her face. However, when she saw Michael Gallagher in the back seat, her smile disappeared.

It seemed that enemies were destined to meet, how could she keep running into him today?

The car window rolled down, and Michael Gallagher looked at her indifferently: “Where to?”

Molly Walker was about to refuse when the assistant quickly got out of the car and opened the door for her: “Please get in, young lady. I have a few questions

I’d like to ask for your opinion.”

“Ask me?” Molly Walker was puzzled.

“Yes!” The assistant smiled sincerely. “l want to know what kind of man the young lady likes so I can introduce some to you..”