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

Chapter 150: Did You See Everything?

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At KFC, Bailey Gallagher happily put down his hamburger and took a big sip of Coke, looking satisfied.

Seeing Bailey enjoying his meal, Molly Walker tapped on the table: “Hey, can you tell me now?”

Bailey insisted on eating at KFC first before revealing the secret.

Looking at the pile of food on the table, Molly thought she might have been tricked by this kid again.

Bailey, still not quite satisfied, asked, “Can I have another Coke?”

“Will this ever end!” complained Molly, but she still bought him another cup of Coke.

Bailey was truly happy now. In the past, Isabelle Richardson didn’t allow him to have snacks, and after returning to the Gallagher family, his grandmother also forbade him from eating junk food.

Other kids bragged about having hamburgers and French fries, and all he could do was envy them. Today, he was finally satisfied.

Seeing him so happy, Molly’s mouth twitched, and she gave him a sideways glance: “If you don’t tell me something valuable today, you’ll have to throw up everything you’ve eaten.”

“Fine, I’ll tell you now.” Bailey elegantly wiped his hands and mouth, lifted his small chin slightly, and revealed astonishing news: “Actually, it was my mom who hit your mom.”

Molly’s eyebrows furrowed, and her breathing quickened: “How do you know? Did you see it with your own eyes?”

“Yes, I saw it,” Bailey nodded. “I was hiding in a cabinet nearby. Your mom wasn’t hit by a falling vase; my mom… hit her with the vase.”

Bailey spoke clearly, and when he mentioned the crucial part, a trace of fear appeared in his eyes.

Molly’s heart thumped wildly. She immediately stood up, crouched in front of Bailey, and asked, “What else did you see or hear? Tell me everything.”

Bailey told her everything that happened that day.

The more Molly listened, the more shocked she became.

She had suspected Gillian Thompson of having ulterior motives, but she never expected her to conspire with Isabelle Richardson against her own family.

Thinking about what they said to Daniel Thompson, Molly sneered endlessly.

What a great act of a mother protecting her daughter from a vase, and the deep love of a mother and daughter. The truth was so filthy.

Molly patted his shoulder: “Thank you, thank you for telling me about this. No one else knows about this, right?”

Bailey shook his head, and thinking about Isabelle, his happiness from before seemed to be drained away in an instant.

Though he was young, he knew that by saying this, he had completely betrayed Isabelle. To her, he was now an unfilial son. Remembering Isabelle’s methods, his small shoulders couldn’t help but tremble a few times.

Seeing his frightened appearance, Molly’s heart softened. She had seen firsthand how scared he was of Isabelle, which made his testimony even more precious.

This incident also involved Gillian Thompson. If Bailey’s eavesdropping got exposed, not only would Isabelle retaliate, Gillian might not let him off either.

Molly thought for a moment and said earnestly, “Don’t tell anyone about this, not even Michael Gallagher.”

Bailey looked at her in surprise: “You’re not taking me to the police station to identify her?”

He thought Molly would take him to the Public Security Bureau to report the crime or bring him to the Thompson family to expose Isabelle and reveal her true colors.

Molly shook her head: “Now is not the time.”

Her mother was still unconscious, and with Gillian relying on Daniel’s favor, plus the support of the W Organization, Daniel might downplay the incident.

She had asked No. 4 to investigate the person Gillian mentioned, but No. 4 found nothing.

This meant that either the person wasn’t from the W Organization or was deliberately hiding themselves.

“You’re an important witness. When I need you, can you stand up and testify?” Molly’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her crimson lips curved into a lovely smile.

Her voice was soft and gentle, like a silk cloth immersed in water, brushing

Bailey’s heart.

“You mean, identify my mom in court?” he asked.

Molly nodded her head.

Bailey Gallagher blinked red eyes, and pursed his lips without speaking.

Molly Walker sighed in her heart. No one wants their own mother to be a

villain, and it is absurd to let a five-year-old child identify his own mother.

“You don’t need to answer me right now.” Her tone softened, “I hope you think it through before making a decision.”

She didn’t want to force Bailey, let alone use threats or bribes on a child.

Identifying his own mother is like sending her to the execution ground. Maybe he doesn’t realize it now, but he may regret it when he grows up.

She handed Bailey a tissue, “Wipe your tears, boys don’t shed tears easily.” Bailey awkwardly snatched the tissue and rubbed it randomly on his face.

At this moment, a cold voice saying “Molly” interrupted her thoughts.

Michael Gallagher had somehow found his way here unnoticed.

He silently picked up Bailey, his face a little ugly, “You encouraged Bailey to fight this morning and took him for junk food tonight. And you claim to have no malice?”

Molly looked at the messy table, feeling a little guilty, “Occasionally eating isn’t too bad, right?”

She was a pregnant woman, hadn’t she eaten as well?

Seeing Bailey’s evasive and guilty look, Michael’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he glanced at Bailey indifferently, “Don’t learn everything from her.”

There was a suppressible hoarseness in his voice, stained with anger that made people shudder.

Bailey, thinking of the fight he had in the morning, timidly asked, “Uncle, do you think I shouldn’t have fought Arthur Leaford?”

Michael retracted his chin slightly, and his gaze was as calm as the night sky,

“Do you think it was wrong to fight him?”

“No,” Bailey answered confidently. “Before today, Arthur had led other classmates to bully me. Today he insulted me as an illegitimate child in front of everyone. If I don’t fight back, they would only be more ruthless next time.”

Michael didn’t speak, and the flickering emotions in his eyes were hard to discern.

Bailey asked again, “Uncle… did I cause trouble for you?”

He didn’t fear anything except being a burden to the Gallagher family since he wasn’t Michael’s son.

Seeing Bailey’s frightened look, Michael’s eyes deepened, and the expression on his face softened, “In any case, as long as you face the consequences of your actions, it’s not a mistake.”

Unexpectedly, Michael affirmed his actions, and Bailey’s eyes sparkled like stars.

His eyes filled with tears, and he raised his chin proudly.

The classmate said he was wrong, the teacher said he was wrong, even his mother said he was wrong.

But was he really wrong?

Aunt Molly said he was right, now uncle also said he was right, so he wasn’t wrong!

His tense heart finally relaxed after a whole day.

Michael put Bailey in the car and told his assistant, “Take him home first.”

The assistant nodded and saw his boss walking towards Molly from the rearview mirror.

He chuckled and stepped on the accelerator, taking Bailey away.

Michael looked at the woman standing not far from him, his eyes deepened.

Thinking of the words his mother had said in the hospital, his hands slowly clenched into fists.

Seeing Michael walking closer and closer to her, Molly’s brows knotted.

He wouldn’t…. come to settle accounts with her, would he?