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

Chapter 583: Chapter 578 Are You Being Deceived_1
 

Ethan Hopkins didn’t say it aloud, but he felt nothing but disdain for Gillian Thompson’s panic.

The crime was hers, and it was she who had killed the person; whether or not she was believed was irrelevant, for she was already branded a murderer.

However, had it not been for Gillian’s actions, even he would not have had the heart to be so ruthless.

Since Gillian had become a murderer, he certainly couldn’t cover up for her.

With that thought, a glint of coldness flashed through Ethan’s eyes as he pulled out something palm-sized from his pocket and handed it to her.

The moment Gillian grasped the object, it sent a shiver through her whole body.

The cold touch made her heart squeeze.

“This is…”

“Keep it, for self-defense,” Ethan whispered, and before Gillian could even respond, he leaned in to whisper a few more words.

Gillian turned deathly pale.

Just then, Christine Lumanta’s voice grew louder from outside.

“Gillian Thompson, I know you’re in here! Come out!”

“You murderer, you slut! Come out and give me back my daughter’s life!”

Christine was shouting outside, initially obstructed by security, but then, upon receiving a certain order, they no longer stopped her.

At this moment, Molly Walker, Amanda Leaford, and Damian Thompson were chatting in the back garden.

Ever since Gillian had taken up residence in the basement, everyone was concerned for Molly’s safety and stuck close to her every second.

Hearing Christine’s cries outside, Molly raised an eyebrow.

“That’s Catrina Rodgurez’s mother, isn’t it? What does she want with Gillian? Did Gillian really kill her daughter?” Amanda wondered with some sentimentality about the daughter-in-law she had barely even met.

She knew that the girl had always been Nicholas’s favorite, and apparently, Catrina had even accepted his pursuit. On the day their relationship became official, Nicholas had told her that he would bring Catrina to meet her, but she never imagined this young woman would meet such a fate.

“If she’s come all this way, there must be some evidence; after all, murder isn’t beyond Gillian,” Joshua Thompson scoffed sarcastically. “Our family certainly can’t harbor a murderer. Have someone fetch her.”

No sooner had Joshua spoken than he ordered a servant to summon Gillian from the basement.

Shortly after, Gillian was brought upstairs.

Gillian had not intended to come out. She thought she could hide for as long as possible, but she never expected the Thompson family to deny her that chance, directly sending someone to call for her.

“Mom, brother, the third…”

“Shut up,” Joshua cut her off with disgust. “I do not have a sister who is a murderer, and yet you have the nerve to call me brother? Is your skin made out of city wall plaster? Seriously, you’re a jinx.”

Gillian’s complexion turned slightly pale as she hurriedly defended herself, “It wasn’t me; I didn’t kill Catrina. We were such good friends; why would I harm her? I don’t know why Catrina’s mom would come looking for me…”

“You might not know now, but you’re about to find out,” Molly said expressionlessly, looking toward the door.

At that moment, Christine Lumanta was ushered in.

Walking through the lengthy corridor of the Thompson family, Christine’s rage had somewhat subsided, but upon seeing Gillian and hearing her words, her anger was rekindled.

Her daughter had died such a tragic death, and with the evidence there, Gillian still had the audacity to lie through her teeth!

Christine’s eyes reddened with fury.

“You wretch!”

Unable to hold back any longer, Christine charged forward and grabbed a handful of Gillian’s hair.

Caught off guard, Gillian was yanked backward by her hair, and soon, a slap landed on her face, which promptly swelled and reddened.

“Give me back my daughter! She was so good to you; why did you harm her? Did a dog eat your conscience?!”

“Smack! Smack! Smack!”

One slap after another landed harshly on Gillian’s face.

Gillian Thompson clutched her stomach, tears smudged all over her face, uncertain if it was guilt or pain that overwhelmed her.

“Aunt… I… I didn’t harm her. I really didn’t.”

Gillian Thompson didn’t fight back, only pitifully holding her belly, a gesture that reminded everyone present that she was still pregnant.

However, Christine Lumanta wouldn’t hear her defense; in fact, the more Gillian tried to explain, the angrier Christine became.

Christine had heard everything clearly from the dashcam recording—Gillian Thompson plotting with her parents on how to sell Catrina, on how to make her life a living hell.

And her daughter Catrina had heard it all.

For the perfectly educated Catrina, it was nothing less than a nightmare from hell.

Her Catrina must have been so scared at that time!

Thinking of the scenes from the dashcam recording, Christine trembled with rage, closing her eyes but unable to keep the tears from falling uncontrollably.

“Aunt, I don’t know where you heard these rumors, but I truly didn’t hurt your daughter. I have a daughter myself, and I am a pregnant woman; how could I harm someone else? Even for the sake of my own baby, I wouldn’t do such things,” Gillian Thompson’s mind raced, trying to bring back Christine’s rationality.

Christine’s gaze turned slightly vacant, slowly moving until it finally rested on Gillian Thompson’s belly.

“You have a baby too…” Christine’s pupils contracted, “You have a baby…”

“Heh, you have a baby, while mine is gone…”

“Haha… how ludicrous…”

Christine cried heart-wrenchingly, yet her hands didn’t remain idle; the one grabbing Gillian’s hair didn’t let go.

“You say you didn’t kill her, but I saw everything on the dashcam,” Christine muttered through clenched teeth, “I heard you conspiring with your parents on how to sell my Catrina.”

Hearing this, Gillian Thompson was horrified to her core!

A dashcam?!n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Weren’t all their cars supposed to have fallen into the river? Where did this dashcam come from?!

“Aunt, you may have been deceived. You can check; my parents don’t have a car. Only a small van is still in my hometown. Don’t let others trick you!” Gillian Thompson’s face showed her fury, “Now with technology being so advanced, AI can swap faces and heads, let alone a recording.”

“Especially some groups… companies, they’re technically advanced, good at forging, framing others isn’t anything new.”

Having said this, she couldn’t resist giving Molly Walker a quick sidelong glance.

Seeing her act like a green tea bitch, Joshua Thompson was infuriated to the point of itching teeth.

Still stubborn when death is at hand!

But Christine wasn’t fooled.

“The dashcam could be fake, but Catrina meeting you is real,” Christine stated, gripping Gillian Thompson’s hair firmly, not loosening her grip, “You had no reason to harm Catrina, and Michael Gallagher had no reason to lie to me.”

Gillian Thompson’s eyes widened.

Michael Gallagher…

“The dashcam was given to me by him. Where would he get the time to fabricate something?”

“Michael Gallagher…” Gillian Thompson suddenly turned sharply towards Molly Walker.

Indeed, it had to be them!

“Molly… okay, so it turns out it was you two conspiring against me!”

The hatred Gillian Thompson felt towards Molly surged like stormy waves.

If not for Molly, she would still be the pampered Miss of the Thompson family. If not for Molly, she wouldn’t have broken her leg.

If not for her, she wouldn’t have had to worry about Catrina Rodgurez snitching and accidentally killing someone.

It was all Molly’s doing, this woman had ruined her life!