Chapter 47: Get Out If You Don’t Want to Be


    Beaten


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    The assistant, Alexander, was tearing up as he listened in on their conversation.


    Hold on, Mr. Gagher!


    How could you fall for Isabelle’s provocation so easily!


    Listening to their conversation made Alexander feel both angry and anxious.


    He nced outside the car, nearly an hour had passed, and his wife still hadn’t returned after shopping.


    He held the steering wheel with his hands trembling, constantly ncing into the rearview mirror.


    He never could figure out Mr. Gagher’s stance towards Miss Richardson.


    If he was into Isabelle, the feeling was somewhatcking. If he wasn’t into Isabelle, why would he agree to marry her in the first ce?


    If you’re being held hostage by Miss Richardson, Mr. Gagher, just blink your eyes.


    He always felt that there were secrets between Mr. Gagher and Isabelle. As an assistant, his abilities were limited, but it didn’t mean he wanted Isabelle to be his boss’s wife.


    Seeing the car had not started, Isabelle whispered, “Alexander, to the Tide One dress shop.”


    Alexander saw that his boss didn’t say a word, finally he stepped on the gas, and navigated to the city’s famous bridal boutique.


    However, he intentionally slowed down the pace.


    What if Mr. Gagher regrets it halfway through?


    Molly Walker, carrying multiple packages, gets off the taxi and walks a few steps, she sees several cars parked in front of her family’s courtyard gate with people standing beside them.


    Molly hesitated for a moment, and was about to walk over when Nichs Thompson, standing beside the car, spotted her.


    After being “educated” by his older brother, he was assigned to pick up Molly and take her home.


    “I remember it’s a family dinner tonight, why are we inviting an outsider?” asked Nichs, frowning at Damian Thompson who had made the request.


    Damian said with deep meaning, “l did a thorough investigation of L Jones, her background is a bit suspicious, she might not be Ivy.”


    “So what does that have to do with Molly?”


    “Molly might be Ivy.”


    Nichs: ‘ .


    Thinking back to his brother’s spection, he felt both annoyed and helpless.


    In his heart, he didn’t want Molly to be Ivy at all. How could such a vicious woman be Ivy?


    However, his brother’s mind was made up, not wanting to upset him, he ultimately chose to pick her up.


    Molly saw Nichs and subconsciously frowned.


    Seeing her like this, Nichs felt discontented, “What, you don’t like seeing


    Molly looked at the bodyguards behind him and asked cautiously, “What are you trying to do?”


    Nichs nced at the people behind him, puzzled as he smirked, did they really look like viins?


    He remembered that when she faced Joshua Thompson, she was always smiling cheerfully. Why does she seem to be looking at him through colored sses?


    Is he really that unbearable?


    He scoffed coldly and opened the car door reluctantly, “Get in, there’s a family dinner tonight, and my brother asked me to call you over.”


    Family dinner…


    Thinking about her potential rtionship with the Thompson family, Molly subconsciously frowned.


    “What’s there to hesitate about?” Nichs urged impatiently.


    “Thank you, but I won’t be going.” She took a nce at Nichs, took out her key and unlocked the door.


    She’s not part of the Thompson family now, so why should she attend their family dinners?


    “Not going?” Nichs raised his eyebrows and red, “I’m telling you, you have to go tonight…”


    Molly carried her things and walked into the courtyard, mming the door


    shut and cutting off his words.


    Nichs was left out in the cold.


    “It would be ghostly if this kind of person is Ivy Thompson!” Nichs was furious, his anger rushing to his head. He clenched his fist, ready to pound the door, thinking of his brother’s instructions, heughed sinisterly.


    Even though her brother only asked Molly to attend the family dinner, he’d still force her to go if she refused. That counts as finishing his task, right? Fortunately, he was smart today and brought a few bodyguards with him.


    “You guys…” He pointed at several of them, his peach blossom eyes narrowing into a line as he coldlymanded, “Climb the wall.”


    As expected, these men were well-trained; in less than a minute, the courtyard gate opened.


    Molly saw everything clearly from within the room.


    She knew that she couldn’t stop Nichs. He couldn’t have brought so many people just to watch a show.


    Nichs, followed by several people, strode towards the house. When he reached the entrance, he instructed the people behind him, “Take two with me.”


    After all, breaking into a famous residence would be frightening if he brought too many people.


    Nichs and the two bodyguards had only just entered when a foot flew in, kicking one of the bodyguards firmly in the face.


    The ident happened in an instant.


    Before Nichs could react, Molly had already pulled back her leg, holding a frying pan in her hand and swinging it at the remaining bodyguard.


    “Wait, wait, wait! It’s all a misunderstanding!” Nichs hurriedly stopped her.


    He watched the kicked bodyguard rolling in pain on the ground, and his heart grew colder by the minute.


    How could Molly, who looked so gentle, have such skills?


    Molly put down the frying pan, her eyes cold and terrifying, “Get out if you don’t want to get beaten.”


    The two bodyguards nced at Nichs. Nichs frowned and nodded at them, “You guys go out first.”


    This Molly was even more terrifying than he had imagined.


    Facing Nichs’s serious face, Molly’s clear eyes overflowed with frost,


    “Nichs Thompson, this is my house. You’re trespassing.”


    Nichs squinted his eyes. Since using force wouldn’t work, he had no choice but to show weakness.


    “I’m sorry for my offense just now.” He sighed, “You won’t leave, so I’m


    worried that if I can’t handle this, my brother will beat me up.”


    Would the elegant Damian Thompson really beat someone?


    Molly sneered, “I’ve told you I won’t go. Exin this to him, and he’ll understand.’


    “No, he won’t understand.” Nichs felt helpless, “He said if you don’t go back today, then I don’t have to go back either. I admit that my behavior just now was excessive. So, as long as you go with me today, you can ask me to do anything in return. Let me apologize for my previous misconduct. Is that alright?”


    Mollyughed, “Are you talking about the surveince incident, or refusing to let me visit Joshua Thompson in the hospital?”


    Nichs hesitated, “Both, I guess.” It was rare to see him lose ground.


    “Let’s go.”


    “You agreed?” Nichs’s eyes lit up.


    “Yes.


    She figured it out. If she didn’t go with him today, he would probably stay at her house and refuse to leave.


    Since Damian requested it, she should give him some face at least.


    Moreover, after Harry Lambert told her about the paternity test, she had been upset and wanted to see the Thompson family again and the somewhat mentally unwelldy.


    When she thought back to Amanda calling her “Ivy” thest time, her nose suddenly turned sour.


    Seeing Molly agree, a light smile curved on the corner of Nichs’s lips.


    Girls were actually easy to please.


    After they got into the car and drove a few kilometers, Nichs suddenly remembered, “Oh no, don’t you have a dress for the banquet?”


    Molly looked at her casual windbreaker and pants, then froze. She had forgotten that for wealthy families like the Thompsons, even attending a family dinner required wearing a proper dress.


    “When we get there, you can wear a new dress that Gillian hasn’t worn before.”


    “No need.” Wearing Gillian’s clothes, even brand new ones, would make her feel ufortable. “l can buy one now. There’s a shop called ‘Tide One i up ahead.’


    She remembered that this shop sold both dresses and wedding dresses.


    She had ordered her wedding dress from this store when she married Michael Gagher..