Chapter 167: Deserved


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    Just as Gillian Thompson and Isabelle Richardson had a fallout, he had voluntarily brought up wanting to sue. Why mention it at a time like this?


    Upon hearing these words, Nichs Thompson’s face stiffened slightly, “No, 1 just hope you win.”


    “Thank you, no need. I’ll find a goodwyer, and if that doesn’t work, I’ll do it myself.” The evidence was there, now all that was needed was a favorable wind.


    Even if Isabelle Richardson couldn’t be sentenced to death, she should spend at least a decade in prison.


    Gillian wanted Isabelle to pay with her life, but in the end, it would depend on what kind of lesson thew would teach Isabelle.


    She used to have a violent temper but had calmed down a lot after recent events.


    “Do it yourself?” Nichs Thompson furrowed his eyebrows, “Don’t oversimplify thewsuit. Even if Isabelle is in the wrong, without a goodwyer, you could still lose.”


    Lawyers only defend their employers, and no one can guarantee the final result.


    “Fourth Sister means that she would rather handle it herself than let you do it.” Joshua Thompson gave him a cold stare, bluntly threw a bucket of cold water at him, and smiled at Molly Walker, “I’ll take you back, don’t bother with this idiot.’


    Molly nodded and stepped out the door without looking at Nichs.


    Joshua gave Nichs a smug grin, “Serves you right! You’ve tasted the bitterness now, haven’t you?”


    Ignoring a good family member to help an outsider, and then expecting them to forgive you—unthinkable.


    After Joshua and Molly left, Nichs stood there for a long time.


    He knew that what he had done wouldn’t be easily forgiven. He didn’t hope for Fourth Sister’s forgiveness, just that she wouldn’t be disgusted with him anymore.


    Gillian Thompson returned to her room, sitting in her wheelchair, gazing at the mountain scenery outside her window, lost in thought.


    The doorbell rang but she remained motionless.


    The visitor pushed the door open.


    “Gillian…


    Hearing his voice, Gillian’s eyes welled up with tears, instantly rolling down her face.


    “Second Brother…” She choked as she looked at him, “I’m sorry.” The person she owed the most was her second brother, Nichs.


    “I’m sorry, Second Brother, I have disappointed you.”


    Nichs looked at her from a distance, not approaching.


    He knew that although the whole thing was instigated by Isabelle, if Gillian hadn’t had her own selfishness, things wouldn’t have gone this far.


    “Go to the old house and reflect on yourself…” Nichs looked at her withplicated emotions, speaking with indifference, “I’ll arrange for someone there, the environment won’t be worse than here. After your surgery, take your time to recover there.”


    “When you’ve healed, if Dad’s anger has subsided, I’ll bring you back.” The premise was that Daniel Thompson would indeed calm down.


    And that she would reflect thoroughly.


    At these words, Gillian covered her face, sobbing with regret, “Second Brother, will we ever be able to go back to the past? I have lost my eldest and third brothers, now am I going to lose you too?”


    Just thinking of losing everything she once had made her feel suffocated.


    Looking at her, Nichs’s voice was hoarse, “l told you before not to hurt our family.”


    Gillian choked, her eyes red like a rabbit’s.


    Yes, Nichs said so; regardless of what she did, he would help her, not including hurting her own family.


    But she couldn’t ept it; she genuinely couldn’t ept it.


    Sliding closer, she grabbed Nichs and anxiously said, “Second Brother, if Ivy Thompson hadn’te back, I wouldn’t have be this way!!


    “l know.” Nichs removed her hand, shaking his head in disappointment, “I’m already standing by your side. I gave up on my own sister to protect you, but what did you do? You teamed up with outsiders to hurt our family.” “I’m sorry, Gillian, I can’t go against all my family members.”


    He was Gillian’s brother, but he was also Amanda Leaford’s son, and Joshua Thompson’s brother.


    Gillian’s fate was partly his responsibility; it was his indulgence, his unconditional tolerance, that blinded her to the consequences of wrongdoing.


    All he could do now was to make the old house’s environmentfortable for her; the rest, he could not and would not do.


    Looking at Nichs’s retreating figure, Gillian wiped the tears from her face, clenched her teeth, and a fierce gaze shed in her eyes.


    She had already lost her legs; she couldn’t lose any more.


    Since her second brother wouldn’t help her, she’d have to help herself.


    She took out her cell phone and dialed a number.


    It was the phone number of a “W Organization” friend. Only Gillian’s phone could reach it; even if someone else knew the number, it would be a disconnected line. They said it was one of the organization’s internal secrets. Thinking of this good friend, Gillian Thompson couldn’t help but smile.


    It’s okay if her brother wouldn’t help her, for she had a close girlfriend.


    “Hey, Violet, it’s me,” Gillian Thompson choked, “I’m in trouble, I need your help.”


    ..?


    Molly Walker and Joshua Thompson had just arrived at Rosewood Park when a car came over and stopped right in front of them.


    “Miss Walker…” The car door opened, revealing the assistant’s young face, “Mr. Gagher sent me to pick you up.”


    “Pick me up?” Molly was puzzled. Why did Michael Gagher suddenly send someone for her?


    “The Old Lady’s spirit suddenly improved, and she insisted oning back.


    She even told Mr. Gagher to invite other rtives to a family dinner.”


    Hearing that the Old Lady’s spirit had improved, Molly suddenly had a bad feeling.


    When a seriously ill person’s spirit suddenly improves, it’s not necessarily a good thing. The worst is a sh in the pan.


    She turned to Joshua Thompson and said, “I’ll go over first.”


    Seeing Molly heading over without hesitation, Joshua frowned and grabbed her, “I’ll go with you.”


    He had no good feelings towards Michael Gagher and was afraid that his sister would be teased again.


    “Don’t worry,” Molly patted his shoulder reassuringly, “He can’t hurt me now.”


    Despite this, Joshua was still uneasy, “1 think it’s better not to go, I can send someone over if you need help.”


    Even the assistant mentioned it’s a family dinner.


    What would her presence mean at a family gathering?


    Molly was silent for a few seconds and didn’t know how to exin to him.


    “l don’t care what happens to the other Gagher family members, but Michael Gagher’s mom has a terminal illness, and I don’t want to regret it after she’s gone.”


    Even if she doesn’t like the people of the Gagher family, she should treat it separately. Her mother-inw did not harm her after all.


    She remembered that shortly after marrying Michael Gagher, she fell ill. A cold had her bedridden for half a month. It was her mother-inw who personally took care of her, making her ttered. As half a month passed, the rtionship between her and her mother-inw improved a lot. One had to admit that her mother-inw yed a big part in her marriagesting this long.


    A good husband is not difficult to find these days, but a good mother-inw is.


    Even though her mother-inw hurt her during her amnesia, she couldn’t be mad at her for she’s seriously ill.


    Her mother-inw didn’t have much time left. So, even if there were some grudges, they shouldn’t be repaid with an old person’s life. Joshua saw her determination and didn’t stop her in the end.


    “You go ahead, be careful on the way.”


    Molly Walker smiled softly and got into the car.


    The assistant, seeing Molly Walker get in without hesitation, had a hint of admiration in his eyes.


    This Molly Walker is thoughtful and clear-headed. If other people were to encounter a person like Mr. Gagher, let alone visit the old man, they would probably cut off all ties to the Gagher family.


    But Molly Walker knew how to put things in perspective and think clearly.


    Such transparent people are indeed hard toe by.


    Hopefully, Mr. Gagher would put some effort into winning Miss Walker back.


    Many direct rtives and distant rtives of the Gagher family gathered at the Gagher family’s vi.


    “It’s sote, I think we’d better not wait for anyone else. Let’s get on with it, shall we?”


    One middle-aged woman yawned, but her eyes were filled with anticipation.


    A shback! A dying person’s testament, distributing property!


    Maybe everyone here today would have a share.


    Unfortunately, all the family members had arrived, but Lana Lewis had not yet started the dinner, insisting on waiting for her daughter-inw.


    Daughter-inw? Michael Gagher was divorced, so what kind of daughter-inw did she consider having?


    “Sister-inw, I think Molly Walker probably isn’ting. Whatever it is, just announce it.”


    “Yeah, Molly Walker and Michael are divorced, how could shee back?


    Let’s discuss our family matters ourselves.”


    These people all spoke one after the other, urging Lana Lewis to start the dinner sooner.


    Michael Gagher sat next to Lana Lewis, his face expressionless, but his clenched fingers betrayed his emotions.


    At that moment, a servant entered excitedly, “Mr. Gagher, ma’am, Miss Walker is here..