Chapter 467: Chapter 464: You Are Not My Rtive


    “I don’t need your help. I’m friends with Molly, and she said she’d help me…”


    “Ah, don’t be like that.” Michael Gagher approached him, his long arm swinging and resting on his shoulder, “We’ve known each other for many years now, and although we aren’t exactly best friends, we’re still brothers. So feel free toe to me if you need anything, instead of bothering her.”


    Michael Gagher’s eyes were smiling, but there was a hint of warning in his words.


    “Isn’t it just that your family’s facing some difficulties? Leave it to me. Rest assured, brother, I’ll sort it out for you within two days.”


    Michael Gagher patted his shoulder, his words crisp and clear.


    Jeremy Norman hooked his lips and smiled lightly, “Michael Gagher, are you really that afraid of Molly helping me?”


    “Molly is the Boss of ‘W’, she indeed could help me, but what about you? In what capacity would you help me? As the second heir of the Gagher family, or the second heir of the Jenkins family?”


    “She’s the boss of ‘W’, and I am the man of the boss of ‘W’.” Michael Gagher’s eyes darkened, and a pleasant curve formed at his lips.


    Jeremy Norman: “…”


    “What she can help with, I can too. What she can’t help with, I can also help.” Michael Gagher crossed his arms and nced at him, “Alright, that’s it. I have important things to do with her.”


    At that point, his tone paused, and he went over to Molly and took her hand, “Don’t worry, your friend’s business is my business. From now on, you don’t need to worry about his affairs, I’ll handle them.”<div>


    His voice was just loud enough for Jeremy Norman to hear.


    Molly nced at Jeremy Norman, hesitating to say something but holding back.


    In the end, she gently responded with a single, “Mm.”


    Since Michael Gagher had said he’d help, it meant he would do it.


    Jeremy stood there, his eyes on the retreating figures of the two, feeling somewhat lonely.


    Atst, he let out a soft, sarcasticugh.


    …


    When they entered the vi, Michael Gagher closed the door, looking somewhat annoyed.


    “Try to have less contact with him in the future. If there’s anything you need, I’ll handle it.”


    After all, he was a romantic rival. He and Molly hadn’t remarried since their divorce, and someone might try to steal her away at any time.


    Jeremy Norman was a tough man to deal with, and Michael had to be cautious.


    “He and I are just friends.” Molly was a little incredulous.


    She knew Michael Gagher was wary of Jeremy Norman, especially since she and Jeremy had almost “married” in the past.


    “It’s more than just a friendship.” Michael Gagher’s eyes darkened, “He still has your blood flowing in his body.”


    Thinking about it, clouds seemed to seethe at the bottom of Michael Gagher’s eyes, as if covered with ice.


    No matter how big of a favor, the fact that she had given blood was already enough, he was merely upset that he hadn’t discovered it earlier, perhaps preventing her from losing blood unnecessarily.


    Molly stayed silent.


    She knew that Michael Gagher had always been upset about this.


    Upon careful thought, if it were her, she probably wouldn’t be able to ept Michael Gagher giving blood to another woman, either.<div>


    Even if she were his friend.


    “I’m sorry.” Molly apologized, lowering her head.


    Michael Gagher gently scraped her nose and uttered in a low voice, “Don’t let it happen again.”


    “There’s no one in this world worth giving up your body for in exchange for repaying debts, not even me.”<div>


    “I want you to be healthy and live a long life.”


    At such tender words, Molly’s nose tingled with emotion.


    It wasn’t because she was being sentimental, but because only her grandmother and he had ever said such words to her in this life.


    A kiss fell on her eyes, and before long, things got out of hand.


    …


    Early the next morning, Nichs Thompson got everything ready and went to the coffee shop.


    “You’re looking for me?”


    Alone with Molly, it seemed as if they were back when she first arrived at the Thompson family home.


    At that time, he apanied her to buy clothes and attended the Thompson family dinner together.


    At that time, his rtionship with Molly Walker had not reached the freezing point, and there was even a hint of it thawing.


    However,ter on, things did not go as nned, and their rtionship ended up being worse than that of ordinary friends.


    Until today, when Molly took the initiative to meet with him.


    “About Gillian’s issuest time…”<div>


    “Nichs Thompson,” Molly coldly interrupted him, “Gillian is your sister, and Jeremy Norman is my friend. I don’t want you to use Gillian’s issue to make deals with him again, or else, don’t me me for being impolite.”


    “Impolite…” Nichs Thompson sneered softly, “How do you n to be impolite to me?”


    “Ivy Thompson, I’m at least your second brother, right? Howe now even Jeremy Norman ranks higher than me?”


    “He is your friend, but I’m not your rtive?”


    “No.” Molly responded coldly, “In my heart, you are inferior to Jeremy Norman.”


    The atmosphere was as silent as death.


    He expected her to be cold, but not this cold.


    Nichs Thompson chuckled lightly, with dark clouds gathering in his eyes. He clenched his fists tightly and said, “I know you don’t like me, and I don’t expect you to treat me as your second brother. Back when Jeremy Norman’s rtionship with you was ambiguous, I never thought of setting him up with Gillian, but now that you and Jeremy Norman are impossible, what, do you still want to have a foot in both boats?”


    With a “p” sound, Molly put down the coffee in her hand, spilling it all over the table.


    “Nichs Thompson, search your conscience. If you want to bring Gillian and Jeremy Norman together, is it to fulfill a destined couple or create a begrudged one? Gillian has someone she likes already. If she knew you were plotting other men for her, she would probably be unwilling, right?”


    Nichs Thompson frowned, “Gillian is still young, she only knows that love is enough to keep her full, not knowing that reality is more important when love and realitye together.”


    Molly sneered coldly, “Having a brother like you, I really don’t know if I should pity Gillian or feel sorry for her.”


    “You can introduce other people to Gillian, but don’t even think about getting your hands on Jeremy Norman.”<div>


    “Especially not letting Gillian be with him. I won’t turn a blind eye to you ruining my friend’s life.”


    “Ruining…” Nichs Thompson’s face visibly darkened, “Ivy Thompson, don’t forget how Gillian’s leg got injured.”


    “Of course, I know how her leg got injured. You know too, right? She jumped off the mountain herself. But, what does this have to do with me?”


    “Nichs Thompson, my tolerance towards you has limits. Being able to treat you as air is because we share the same mother, it doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want in my world.”


    “In my heart, you are no different from Michael Gagher’s brother. In fact, I despise you even more.”


    After saying this, Molly stood up, not wanting to say another word, and turned to leave.


    Seeing her like this, Nichs Thompson’s eyes dimmed.


    Beforeing to see his sister today, he had thought of mending their rtionship.


    But in the end, they still parted on bad terms.


    Xavier Gagher, Michael Gagher’s brother, was an out-and-out big viin.


    He even became synonymous with a “wicked big brother.”


    If someone said their brother was like Xavier Gagher, it would be the ultimate hatred towards their brother.


    Watching Molly leave, Nichs Thompson had a premonition that this might be thest time he chats with her alone.<div>


    From now on, she may really never intersect with him again.


    Actually, ever since she arranged a job for Gillian, he wanted to express his gratitude to her.


    He took out the small gift from his bag, his hand trembling slightly.


    Finally, not knowing what he thought of, he still chased after her.


    “Hey, wait! Wait!”


    “Fourth Sister! Ivy Thompson!”


    Molly, who had walked outside, stopped for a moment, but eventually left without looking back.


    Nichs Thompson didn’t give up and quickly caught up.


    Just then, a motorcycle raced past, snatching the item from his hand.


    Soon after, Nichs Thompson realized that he had encountered a motorcycle thief.


    Unexpectedly, there were motorcycle thieves even in the well-policed Capital City!