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

Chapter 341: Chapter 340: Fulfilling Filial Duties
“Look at all the things you’ve done, who else needs to retaliate against you?” Thinking of how Phoebe had twisted the facts about Amanda and Chase Jackson, Daniel Thompson increasingly felt uneasy at the bottom of his heart.

Had it not been for Phoebe, he and Amanda would still be on good terms, unlike now, they weren’t even like enemies.

“Daniel, considering our past relationship…”

“Don’t call me Daniel!” Daniel Thompson cut her off, the fury in his eyes uncontrollable, “Have you forgotten what you did today? And yet, you want me to help you, Phoebe. I just realized you’re even more shameless than me.”

The things Phoebe did in alliance with Samuel Richardson today had pushed him to the abyss, and yet this woman had the gall to ask for his help.

“Fend for yourself.” Daniel Thompson distanced himself disgustingly from her.

Phoebe’s face tensed, her teeth gritted, she wanted to say something, but suddenly she started to retch.

By then, Daniel Thompson had already walked away.

Standing alone, when she thought about everything she was about to face, she felt a chill running down her spine.

Samuel Richardson approached, and a cold wind blew, giving Phoebe a shiver.

“Mr. Richardson, the job you mentioned earlier…”

Samuel Richardson had promised her that after today, she could work for Richardson Tower.

Samuel suppressed the anger in his heart, but looking at Phoebe’s face, he tried to control the primal power within him.

Work, this woman still wanted to work?

He was about to lose his own job!

Suddenly, Samuel Richardson’s face darkened.

Phoebe did not receive an answer for a long time, she got anxious, and a wave of discomfort surged from her stomach, causing her to start retching again.

Samuel Richardson was about to reject her when he saw Phoebe’s retching, it ignited a thought in him.

As Samuel Richardson stared at her, Phoebe looked awkwardly: “Mr. Richardson…”

“Are you pregnant?” Samuel Richardson narrowed his eyes.

Phoebe was momentarily stunned, quickly answered: “Perhaps something I ate this morning upset my stomach, I’m feeling a bit queasy.”

Although she said this, Phoebe’s heart started to pound uncontrollably.

It seemed her recent menstrual cycle may have been delayed, could she really be pregnant?

That would be quite a coincidence.

Phoebe’s face turned pale and then blanched.

Samuel Richardson looked at her suspiciously for a few moments before suddenly saying, “Now that you have severed ties with Daniel Thompson, if you’re carrying his baby, it may help to smooth things over.”

“Men always attach great importance to their offspring.”

Samuel Richardson’s words ignited a spark of hope in Phoebe’s heart.

If possible, she didn’t want a bitter relationship with Daniel Thompson. If she was indeed pregnant, Daniel couldn’t possibly abandon her.

“The child of an affair now has inheritance rights too.”

At these words, Phoebe’s eyes lit up.

Yes, the child of an affair has inheritance rights. Even if she could not claim the inheritance herself, her child could. Wouldn’t that amount to her getting the money?

Since she already knows that claiming the inheritance herself is no longer possible, but if she were pregnant, it would allow the child to inherit the Thompson family’s assets, and that would be a way to recoup some of her losses and turn the situation around.

The Thompsons are wary of her, alright. Wait and see, could they shield her belly as well?

Upon this thought, Phoebe hurriedly took out her cell phone and made an appointment.

By tomorrow, she would know the result.

The press conference ended with the face-slapping of Samuel Richardson and Phoebe.

In the beginning, everyone’s attention was focused on Daniel Thompson. However, the matter involving Emma Smith was more likely to trigger public outrage.

Gradually, Daniel Thompson’s illness was slowly forgotten.

The news of domestic abuse by Samuel Richardson quickly trend onto the trending topic list.

Before long, netizens had dug up a lot of things Samuel Richardson had done, including illegal activities, and so on.

Looking at the heated discussions on the Internet where no one was paying attention to him, Daniel Thompson breathed a sigh of relief.

He subconsciously went outside to a restaurant with other members of the Thompson family.

A reservation had been made at this restaurant by the Leaford family.

When Daniel Thompson walked in, he was stopped by security—outside.

Watching helplessly as Amanda Leaford and the others walked in, Daniel Thompson was at a loss.

Molly Walker looked out but said nothing.

Just then, Amanda also glanced at him.

Once the president of the Thomspon Group, he had never been treated like this before.

Recalling Daniel Thompson acting ridiculously at the press conference, Amanda Leaford looked away.

“Should we let him come in?” Molly Walker asked.

Amanda Leaford’s pupils contracted as she slowly shook her head.

Although Daniel Thompson had done one thing right, she was not ready to forgive him just yet.

There were some things that were simply unforgivable.

Joshua Thompson was the last to leave. Seeing Daniel Thompson standing and looking at them wishfully, he found it amusing.

He extended his hand towards Daniel Thompson, whose eyes lit up.

But the next second, Joshua Thompson withdrew a few fingers and, slowly, only left one – the middle finger.

Immediately, Daniel Thompson’s face darkened.

This unfilial son!

With a corner of his mouth hooked in a smirk, Joshua Thompson, hands in his pockets, swaggered into the restaurant, but not before reminding the security guard.

“We don’t know him, don’t let him in.”

The security guard nodded.

Watching them walk off, Daniel Thompson retracted his hopeful gaze awkwardly.

Faced with the probing gaze of onlookers, Daniel Thompson stiffened, and quickly assumed the look of a dementia patient as he slowly walked in another direction.

The private suite was occupied by members of the Thompson and Leaford families, with Michael Gallagher sitting next to Molly Walker.

“I arranged for the reporters today, negative news was suppressed. In addition, I used a signal jammer to prevent any information leakage by the public,” Michael Gallagher said in a matter-of-fact tone.

“Thank you,” Damian Thompson smiled at Michael Gallagher, “No wonder you told me you had made arrangements.”

Without Michael Gallagher’s long-standing surveillance of Samuel Richardson, it would have been impossible to thwart Samuel’s plots in time.

“If it wasn’t for Daniel today, some things might not have been hidden.” Thinking of the harrowing moment today, James Leaford heaved a sigh of relief.

The Thompson Group is now under the management of his eldest nephew. Should anything should happen, he most likely couldn’t sleep for several days.

“I just checked that our stocks have risen,” Nicholas Thompson put down his phone and said with a frown, “‘Dad’ is wandering about in public as a dementia patient, I’m worried about his safety.”

After all, he was the richest man in Sunnydale. As a homeless man, should anything happen, it would also cause problems for the family.

“If you’re worried about his safety, you can live with him.” Joshua Thompson’s words were filled with sarcasm, “Consider it being a dutiful son.”

“Joshua, he’s not just my father.” Nicholas Thompson sneered, “I know you’re dissatisfied with me, Gillian has also been taught a lesson and returned to her hometown. Isn’t that enough reason for you to stop targeting me?”

“Returned home, heh.” Joshua Thompson chuckled lightly without saying anything more.

He didn’t believe that Nicholas Thompson truly had the heart to send Gillian back to her hometown.

Even if Gillian was sent back, he probably parted with his own stash of money in the process.

Hearing this, Molly Walker looked up at Nicholas Thompson.

“Nicholas, did you really send that woman back to her hometown?” Thinking of Gillian Thompson, Amanda Leaford’s unpleasant memories resurfaced.

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