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

“Ivy?” Belle Bailey held her cell phone, her voice suddenly raised, gossiping, “Are you talking about Ivy Thompson?”

“Of course, now in Sunnydale, who else dares to call themselves Ivy? Jennifer, you have to prepare thirty handsome men, more is fine, but no less. Did you hear that? As long as my sister is happy, your business will definitely prosper!”

Lucy Thompson’s proud voice came through, and Belle Bailey hurriedly agreed: “Don’t worry, the men I prepare will definitely satisfy her.”

Belle Bailey happily hung up the phone, turned around, and was startled by the person standing behind her.

The person behind her had a tall figure, outstanding temperament, and wore a black mask, his eyes somewhat cold.

“You just said… you’re going to prepare men for Ivy Thompson?”

Belle Bailey awkwardly smiled, thinking that he was a friend of her boss, she could only deal with it with a grin: “Yes, you know about the daughter that Thompson family just acknowledged, right? She wants more than thirty men to accompany her to play. Such a big client, I have to grasp it well!”

She became more and more delighted as she spoke. One man would cost tens of thousands a night, thirty men, wouldn’t that make a fortune!

“Ah, people from Thompson family are really different, so generous, thirty men, I wonder if Miss Thompson can handle it.”

Belle Bailey excitedly covered her mouth, laughing with trembling flowers and branches.

After listening to her words, a certain person clenched his fist, and the bottom of his eyes was filled with coldness.

Belle Bailey saw that his mood was wrong and asked in a low voice, “Mr. Jenkins, is there something wrong?”

She was very afraid of this masked man. He was her boss’s VIP guest, mysterious background, know only his surname is Jenkins, but know nothing else.

Although wearing a mask, you can’t see his face, but the aura around his body is very cold, making people shudder.

If it weren’t for the fact that he was a friend of the boss, she wouldn’t even dare to speak.

“Which room did you arrange for them? Get me one next to them.”

His sharp gaze was like a sword, drilling fiercely into her bones.

“Okay, okay, okay.” Belle Bailey nodded hurriedly, lowering her head and not daring to look him in the eye.

Looking at Belle Bailey’s receding figure, Michael Gallagher’s lips carried a trace of coldness, and his body surged with terror.

Very good.

He had just passed away, his body not yet cold, and she was already eager to order men!

How lonely must a pregnant woman be to come to such a place for amusement!

Michael Gallagher’s eyes were gloomy with a deep sense of anger.

After thinking about it, he still sent Jake Leaford a message.

“Didn’t you say you would keep an eye on her? How did she come to this place?”

Jake Leaford, who received the message, suddenly became more alert.

“Which place? She is still here at the banquet. Are you wrong?”

“No mistake, she will come after the banquet.”

“Where to?”

“Hotel, ordering thirty young masters.”

Jake Leaford took a breath of cold air!

My goodness, Molly Walker looks so intellectual on the surface, but her needs in that area are so strong…

Thirty? Can she handle it?

At the Richardson family’s villa, under the colorful lights, the atmosphere was festive and warm.

Emma Smith and Jake Smith’s engagement ceremony had just concluded, and Molly Walker, Jake Smith, and Emma Smith headed towards a room.

Isabelle, who had been watching Emma Smith’s every move, hurriedly stood up.

“What are they doing together…?” Thinking that Jake Smith and she were accomplices, her heart was in a panic.

The masked man beside her held her hand and said, “If you’re worried, you can follow them and see.”

Isabelle nodded and walked quickly to Molly, blocking their way outside the room.

“Hey, what are you planning to do?” Isabelle glanced at Jake Smith and then at Emma Smith, “You’re really good at winning people over, knowing that she and I don’t get along and yet you’re so close to her. Country bumpkins are really only meant to play with other country bumpkins.”

Emma Smith smiled, the light in her eyes flickering: “I don’t play politics. Besides, your social circle is different from mine.”

Having said that, she opened the door and nodded at Molly Walker and Jake Smith.

Molly Walker and Jake Smith walked into the room first. Isabelle was about to walk in, but was stopped by Emma Smith.

Isabelle’s face changed, and seeing the door about to close, she quickly shouted, “Jake Smith.”

Jake Smith paused, his head that had been hanging slowly lifted.

Isabelle’s pure and flawless face suddenly showed sadness. The tears in her eyes welled up, and her tone was full of grievance: “Jake, no matter what our ending is like, I don’t regret having loved you.”

Emma’s smiling face froze instantly as she looked at Jake, who was indeed swayed.

Seeing this, Isabelle quickly walked over to Jake and recklessly threw herself into his arms, her voice choked with emotion: “Samuel has already given up on me, but you can’t give up on me, Jake!”

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, and Jake’s face clearly wavered.

A snicker cut through the tense room, a beautiful sneer playing on Molly Walker’s red lips: “Isabelle, are you a love fiend? Always giggling, won’t you call any man your brother?”

Her words woke everyone up.

Jake stared blankly at the woman in his arms and then looked at Emma, who was watching him expressionlessly, clearly waiting for him to make a choice.

He gritted his teeth and ruthlessly pushed Isabelle away.

“Stop pretending, Isabelle! I will never believe your sweet talk again!”

Isabelle’s body stiffened, and her cheeks flushed red.

“You two go inside.” Emma shoved both of them towards the door and closed it with a “bang” before Isabelle could react.

It’s over!

Isabelle immediately had a bad feeling.

Jake was her accomplice, and he held her biggest secret.

She glared viciously at Emma and tried to open the door but was pushed back hard by her.

With a strength that seemed to weigh millions of pounds, Isabelle was knocked to the ground.

Such immense power!

Isabelle was shocked by this scene.

Emma scoffed and clapped her hands, looking down at her condescendingly: “I didn’t expect the strength from pushing carts as a child would be useful against you, Isabelle. Weren’t you the one who called me a country bumpkin? Well, a bumpkin like me could crush you with one hand!”

She fiercely waved her fist, completely different from her previous gentle demeanor.

Isabelle never thought Emma would resort to force and sat on the ground dumbfounded for a long time, unable to come to grips with what happened.

She looked at Emma’s hand. Unlike her own well-cared-for hands, Emma’s hands were rough and calloused. She believed Emma could crush her with just one hand if she wished.

She was no match for Emma, having been pampered since childhood.

She couldn’t surpass Emma in strength and had already been abandoned by Samuel in terms of love and favor!

She couldn’t win in any aspect…

Isabelle trembled with anger: “I have never been so humiliated in my life…”

“Really?” Emma playfully smiled, “You’ll experience even more humiliation soon.”

As long as Jake turned against her, Isabelle’s other support would be gone, and she would face not only humiliation but also fear.

Isabelle clenched her teeth, her face turning pale.

Suddenly, Emma smiled and helped Isabelle up, exclaiming with concern: “Sister, you can’t wear inappropriate shoes. You’ll easily fall. Look, you’ve already fallen once. Should we change shoes? I don’t mind falling!”

Passing guests in the hallway nodded in praise.

“Miss Emma is so good to her sister!”

“Yes, the rumors that they have a bad sisterly relationship are all false.”

Hearing this, Isabelle’s face turned red and white, her teeth clenched and her whole body trembling.

Emma, this despicable person!

Isabelle shook off Emma’s hand, stood upright in front of the door, and waited for Molly and the others to come out.

Before long, the door opened.

Molly rushed out first, slapping Isabelle in the face.

“Isabelle, you are unworthy of being human!”

After hearing Jake’s account, Molly knew everything about how Isabelle had caused her grandmother’s death.

Isabelle was too cruel.

Her grandmother died so miserably!

Tears welled up in Molly’s eyes as she raised her hand to slap Isabelle again, but her hand was stopped by a strong arm.

“Miss Walker, any issues can be resolved in court. There’s no need for personal punishment.”

A deep, cold voice came from the lips of the masked man, the teasing tone chilling and his elongated eyes filled with gloom.