The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce - Chapter 89
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Chapter 89: Chapter 89: She Has More Luck with Men than He Imagined
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He quickly sent Michael Gallagher a location and a message: Your ex-wife is having dinner with Jeremy Norman. What kind of pursuit is this? So inefficient. Do you want to come over?
Michael Gallagher: No.
The reply came so quickly?
Jake Leaford smirked playfully, “Really not coming? I see they’re holding hands already, oh, hugging, they’ll be kissing soon…”
Michael Gallagher: .
Jake Leaford: Really not coming?
Ten minutes later.
Michael Gallagher: I’m here.
Jake Leaford put down his cell phone with interest and said to the non-stop talking person in front of him, “I’ll consider what you just said. I made an appointment with some other friends here. Will you leave first or should I?”
“I’ll leave first, I’ll leave first.” The man quickly stood up, nodded and bowed to Jake, and soon ran out.
When Michael Gallagher walked in, he saw Jake Leaford at first glance. In just a short time, Jake Leaford had changed to a more concealed spot, “I found this place especially for you, we can see them, but they can’t see us.”
The place was indeed hidden, and there were some plants in between, which could both conceal them and allow them to spy without being noticed.
“Jeremy Norman has had his eyes on your ex-wife since he walked in. I guess he’s really interested in Molly Walker.”
Jake Leaford told him what he observed.
Michael Gallagher’s gaze was locked on Molly Walker. The last time she was here with Harry Lambert, and this time it’s another man.
This ex-wife seems to have a better love life than he imagined.
He raised the corner of his mouth, the angle of the curve as cold as ice and snow.
“I heard that Jeremy Norman is a man all the socialites in Capital City want to marry. She has good taste.”
Despite the bland tone, Jake Leaford felt a chill and muttered to himself: his words may sound nice, but who knows what he’s cursing in his heart.
As the two stared intently at the distant table, a man dressed as a chef came out and took them to a private room.
Seeing Molly Walker and Jeremy Norman leave, a strange look crossed Jake Leaford’s face.
“The chef at this tea house only serves three customers a day. Jeremy Norman has really spent a lot to win over the beauty.”
It probably cost tens of thousands to get through the day.
As Michael Gallagher watched the two enter the private room, he glanced at Jake Leaford and said in a light tone, “This place is owned by the Norman family.”
“How do you know?” Jake Leaford was surprised for a moment, then understood, “You checked?”
“No need to check.” Michael Gallagher picked up a glass of water and took a small sip.
There was no need to check because he knew the Norman family well enough.
Jake Leaford watched Molly Walker and Jeremy Norman walk into the private room and quietly glanced at his friend.
Once they’re in a private space, if Jeremy Norman becomes a little more unscrupulous, many things could quickly progress.
Fearing his friend would overthink, Jake Leaford changed the subject, “I heard that the Richardson family is trying to get Isabelle Richardson out.”
“The Richardson family didn’t ask for your help, did they?”
Knowing Samuel Richardson’s character, he would definitely seek Michael Gallagher’s help.
“Luckily, you two didn’t get engaged back then, otherwise you’d have to intervene even if you didn’t want to.” Jake Leaford spoke while observing his friend’s expression, trying to gauge his intentions.
“If you really want to win back Molly Walker, you need to be clear about your attitude towards Isabelle Richardson.”
Jake Leaford’s words made Michael Gallagher’s eyes darken a bit.
“Not only Molly Walker, but the Thompson family is involved this time as well.
If you help, you’ll not only offend Molly Walker but also the Thompson family. Michael, think thrice. Isabelle Richardson is not worth it.”
This was the first time he seriously said that Isabelle Richardson was not worth it.
Before, Isabelle Richardson had disguised herself as a kind and innocent young girl, fooling not only him but also Michael.
Who knew how bold Isabelle Richardson would be now, even daring to hire someone to kill?
If she had only committed a minor offense, it wouldn’t be a big deal. But this involved a matter of life and death, and he couldn’t help but try to persuade his good friend.
Michael Gallagher lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling, casting a shadow on his eyelids.
Considering their relationship, he couldn’t just let Isabelle face everything alone.
But this time, Isabelle had gone too far.
“Don’t worry, I won’t help her.”
With this statement from Michael Gallagher, the stone in Jake Leaford’s heart finally fell to the ground.
If Michael liked Isabelle, he would no doubt protect her this time. But if he liked Molly Walker, then he couldn’t extend a helping hand to Isabelle.
On the day the Thompson family recognized their relatives, he saw that Miss Walker’s attitude was very clear. She and Isabelle were irreconcilable. Michael should not waver.
He didn’t want his good friend to miss out on true love like he did.
In that case, he had to help his good friend.
Jake Leaford suddenly stood up and walked toward the private room.
Michael Gallagher frowned, “What are you trying to do?”
“Nothing. ”
Just helping you.
Watching Jake Leaford walk towards the private room, Michael Gallagher had an ominous feeling.
Jake Leaford knocked on the door and winked at Michael Gallagher not far away.
Michael Gallagher: .
The door was opened by Jeremy Norman. Seeing Jake Leaford, he was slightly surprised: “Jake Leaford?”
“Jeremy Norman!” Jake Leaford laughed and patted his shoulder, “I was doubting it when I saw your back just now, but I didn’t expect it to be you!”
Jeremy Norman politely smiled, “It’s me. But I have something to do today, I’ll talk to you another time…”
Before he could finish speaking, Jake Leaford had “accidentally” pushed open the door. Seeing Molly Walker, he feigned surprise, “Oh, am I interrupting you?”
Jeremy Norman:
Can’t you see if you’re disturbing us or not with your blind eyes?
“Blind” Jake Leaford sat down on another straw mat, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, “Jeremy Norman, my dad told me that if I see you, I must talk to you. He said he really wants to have another drink with your dad, but there hasn’t been a chance in so many years. By the way, is your dad in Sunnydale?”
Hearing this small talk about their parents, Molly Walker stood up and said to
Jeremy Norman, “I have something to do, so I’ll leave first…”
Just as Jeremy Norman was about to speak, Jake Leaford interrupted, “Miss Walker, you have something to do? Then you go ahead, I happened to want to have a couple of drinks with Jeremy Norman.”
After saying that, he handed a freshly filled cup of tea to Jeremy Norman.
“Come on, let’s have a drink.”
Jeremy Norman’s feelings were very complicated at this moment, and if it weren’t for Molly Walker being present, he would have kicked Jake Leaford out in a heartbeat.
He had never met someone who had such a lack of self-awareness.
Molly Walker had already wanted to leave, and Jake Leaford’s arrival provided her with an excuse.
She didn’t mind having dinner with Jeremy Norman, but eating together in a secluded private room made her uneasy.
She had already fulfilled the task of getting close to Jeremy Norman, and unless her employer issued a new task, she would not have any further close contact with him.
With her mind made up, she waved goodbye to Jeremy Norman and walked out quickly.
At the moment when she stepped out of the door, she took a deep breath.
At the same time, a certain man approached her with an elegant stride.
His handsome features were enveloped in frost, his brows furrowed, and his body exuded a dangerous aura. Molly Walker’s eyes widened.
Michael Gallagher!
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