The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce-Chapter 489 - 484: Thank you for helping me save money

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Chapter 489: Chapter 484: Thank you for helping me save money

“Scarlett, calm down. It can’t be this coincidental… how could this happen?” Bonnie Lewis was shocked too.

If this was true, it would be a fatal blow to Scarlett.

“Even if you resell it, you shouldn’t lower the price by so much. How could you… be so foolish…” Bonnie was rendered speechless by the news, not knowing what to say.

“I only have 80 million in available funds, and no one was willing to take over my lot. I panicked and sold it at a loss.” Scarlett cried and laughed, panting from anger, gasping for breath. “I bought it for 100 million, and resold it to Molly for 50 million… Hahahaha, you’re right, I’m an idiot… I’m so stupid.”

Seeing Scarlett crying and laughing, Bonnie felt a little heartache: “Since it has come to this, why don’t… just treat it like you got bitten by a dog and got a rabies vaccine?”

“Whose rabies vaccine is worth 50 million?”

A teasing voice intervened.

Molly Walker came to Scarlett with a smile: “Thank you, Scarlett Jackson, for saving me a lot of money.”

Scarlett looked up at her, gritted her teeth and said, “You did it on purpose? Bitch, you deliberately tricked me!”

“How can you say that?” Molly stayed calm, not getting angry at her words. “What did I do to trick you? Was it me holding a gun to your head forcing you to buy, or was it me forcing you to sell the Goat-Headed statue to me? From beginning to end, from auction to resale, it was all consensual, wasn’t it?”

Molly sighed: “However, seeing you like this, it seems like you don’t want to sell it to me. How about this, if you really don’t want to, I won’t force you. Let’s just sell the Goat-Headed statue back to you at the original price. After all, I don’t really need it that much.”

Sell it back to her at the original price?

Hearing Molly’s words, Scarlett’s heart trembled.

Buying it back at the original price meant she would have to come up with 100 million again.

At this moment, Scarlett was both angry and anxious.

She knew she was being manipulated, but she couldn’t say anything and had to continue being manipulated.

Molly seemed to have grasped her lifeline, making her unable to advance or retreat.

Even if she knew she was at a loss, she had no choice but to sell it to Molly since no one else in here dared to take it.

At this time, the Jackson family was struggling even for basic necessities. How could she dare to buy luxury items?

Seeing Scarlett not saying anything, Molly knew she had understood.

This time, Molly had indeed come for the Goat-Headed statue.

“W” would occasionally take on external tasks, but they also had an ongoing mission from their superiors to purchase cultural relics lost overseas and donate them to Orientopia’s Kyoto Museum.

This was something she had wanted to do ever since the establishment of “W”.

After achieving financial freedom, Molly always wanted to do something good for the world.

Besides occasionally donating to Hope Primary Schools, she would also purchase treasures from all over the world and donate them.

This time, she had specially waited for this auction to acquire the Goat-Headed statue.

Unexpectedly, Scarlett had hastily given her a gift.

Getting the Goat-Headed statue for 50 million was indeed a bargain.

Watching Molly leave, Scarlett felt a sharp pain in her heart and had the feeling that her tears had dried up from being wronged.

Having witnessed the whole situation, Bonnie felt sorry for Scarlett and was even more fearful of Molly.

It was clear that Molly had predicted Scarlett’s actions and manipulated her effortlessly.

At this moment, Bonnie could only feel a deep sense of dread for Molly and even began to regret making that bet.

If Scarlett couldn’t handle Molly, how could she?

At this moment, Scarlett grabbed Bonnie’s wrist and gasped, “Take me to the hospital. My chest hurts so much.”

Bonnie was taken aback and hurriedly called an ambulance.

The next day, the news about Scarlett being infuriated and admitted to the hospital topped the trending list.

And another trending topic was Molly Walker’s donation of the ram’s head statue.

Just when everyone was wondering how Molly could afford so much, Stephen Crane announced on his personal account that Molly was his heir. She would inherit half of his property while he is alive, and all of his property after his death.

As soon as the news came out, it shocked the whole Orientopia.

No one dared to dream like that, but Molly seemed to be a dream gatherer, collecting everyone else’s dreams.

Not long ago, Stephen Crane was clearly giving Molly a hard time – how did she become his heir so quickly?

“I wouldn’t even dare to dream this big…”

In the hospital, the nurses looked at the latest news on their phones and gossiped with their colleagues.

“Oh my God, what kind of a chosen woman is this Molly? She looks so good, has Michael Gallagher as her lover, is the eldest daughter of the richest man in Nanyang, and now she’s Stephen Crane’s heir, too. My God, she’s incredible.”

“Even TV dramas wouldn’t dare to depict this kind of story, these identities… It’s too unbelievable.”

“I’m so envious, if I had even one ten-thousandth of her luck, I’d be grateful.”

Scarlett Jackson was sitting in the hospital, recovering her health, and listening to the nurses’ conversations, her face turning green and white alternately.

What these people didn’t know was that Molly had another identity – the heir of “W”.

Sometimes, Scarlett had to admit that Molly was indeed a chosen woman.

Thinking of Michael Gallagher and Molly being together and even willing to give up “W”, Scarlett clutched her chest, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress her anger and emotions.

This mixture of jealousy, panic, and anger tortured her almost to the point of wanting to die.

At this moment, Jerry Jenkins came in with a lunch box. He threw it on the table next to Scarlett and lazily sat down: “What did the doctor say? My grandfather insisted that I come to accompany you. If your health isn’t good, you should be honest with my grandfather. There’s no need for us to continue this marriage.”

Hearing these cold words, Scarlett felt sick at heart: “I know you don’t like me, but we’re already engaged. You don’t have to say things so harshly.”

“I’m just telling the truth.” Jerry Jenkins glanced at her, “You’re not even a virgin, so I must have some expectations when marrying you.”

“The Jackson family’s problem has been resolved. Now, we should plan for other things.”

“Other things?” Scarlett’s eyelid twitched.

“Samuel Richardson came to me.” Jerry Jenkins casually opened the lunch box and handed it to her, “He’s interested in the Thompson family’s assets, and I’m interested in ‘W’.”

Scarlett’s hand holding the chopsticks paused: “What do you guys want to do? Don’t forget, she still has Stephen Crane behind her.”

“You can touch the Thompson family and ‘W’, but I’m afraid you can’t touch Stephen Crane’s heir.”

At the Capital City First People’s Hospital, Molly Walker went to Albert Lambert’s ward.

At this time, Harry Lambert was feeding Albert Lambert, who turned his head away in disgust.

“I don’t have an appetite, take it away.” Albert Lambert waved his hand in disgust, “Especially when I see your face, it’s even worse.”

Harry Lambert showed no emotion and continued to scoop up food from the meal box and put it to Albert’s mouth.

“Old man, if you don’t eat, you’ll starve to death here. I don’t think you want your gravestone to say that you died of starvation, do you?”

Regarding Albert Lambert’s attitude, Harry Lambert had long been numb.

At first, he tried to explain, but Albert Lambert wouldn’t listen, no matter what he said, Albert thought he was lying.

What celebrity status behind the scenes, what high-level executive of “W”, Albert Lambert simply didn’t care for.

“I won’t believe your words anymore. You say you’re a high-level executive of ‘W’? I might as well claim I’m the president of the United States!”

“Unless, you get your boss to come and tell me in person!”