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

Chapter 333: Chapter 332: Take Your Stuff and Get Lost

He couldn’t prevent the photo from being sent, as Phoebe had already sent it out.

He later called Amanda to ask if he needed to explain it himself, but she said it wasn’t necessary, as a divorce would happen sooner or later, and this was just a catalyst.

Seeing that Amanda indeed didn’t need his help, he didn’t get involved in this matter anymore.

Daniel’s call was both within and beyond his expectation.

“I thought you wouldn’t call me about this until the day you die.” He knew Daniel well from their years of acquaintance, who had a personality that would rather hold his breath than lower himself to ask for his help.

“Just tell me, was it Amanda who introduced you to her friend or were you two on a date alone?”

“What if it was, what if it wasn’t?” Chase Jackson sneered, his lazy tone carrying a hint of teasing, “Even if I say Amanda and I are innocent, what about you and Phoebe? Are you innocent?”

“Our affairs are none of your business, just say yes or no.” Daniel was somewhat impatient.

“Yes.” Chase’s voice was sincere, “Amanda wanted to introduce her friend to me because I’ve been single for a long time. My relationship with her is limited to that and not like what’s shown in the photo or what your No. 3 said.”

A sound of thunder “boomed” and exploded in Daniel’s ear.

Indeed, he had misunderstood Amanda.

However, Chase’s following words made him even more devastated.

“But it’s too late for you to know the truth now. As I said earlier, trust between two people is hard to rebuild once it’s broken. Is there any trust left between you and Amanda?”

Trust…

Daniel froze all over, thought of something, and closed his eyes.

Trust… there used to be…

He was the one who had destroyed the trust between them step by step.

Amanda hadn’t done anything to hurt him, but he had hurt her.

She probably wouldn’t forgive him.

“Mr. Thompson, Mr. Thompson…” Seeing Daniel in a daze, Phoebe’s voice was somewhat anxious.

Daniel raised his eyes and looked at Phoebe, his expression as deathly still.

“Don’t listen to Chase’s nonsense, he and…”

“Shut up!” Daniel yelled angrily, raising his hand to slap Phoebe but couldn’t bring himself to do it, remembering she was a woman. “Get out!”

“Don’t ever appear in front of me again.” Daniel’s gaze was cold, his tone chilly, “Take your belongings and get out of the company, out of Sunnydale, or don’t blame me for being heartless.”

Hearing his words, Phoebe trembled all over.

She knew Daniel was serious this time.

“Mr. Thompson, what did I do wrong, I just like you…” Phoebe’s tears fell straight down, “Why did I abandon a good senior executive position to take a risk to confess to you, because I like you, what’s wrong with me liking you?”

“You can refuse me, not like me, but you can’t trample on my dignity.”

“Dignity…” Daniel sat on a chair, tightly closing his eyes, his hands clenched into fists, his heart filled with sorrow.

What dignity did he have left?

His dignity had long since been swept away.

No matter what Phoebe said, Daniel didn’t want to hear it anymore.

Not believing his wife but believing the words of a woman outside was the worst mistake he had ever made.

Phoebe stood in the private suite, shivering all over, until the waiter came over and said that the gentleman who had just left had already paid the bill.

“Where is that temp you had just now?” Phoebe’s anger focused on the waiter who had just served them, after calming down.

Everything was to be blamed on that part-time student. If it weren’t for her, Daniel wouldn’t have directed his anger at herself.

Now, not only had she lost her job, but she also couldn’t stay in Sunnydale. All her resources and relatives were in Sunnydale. Where else could she go at her age?

The waiter hesitated.

That girl just now, the manager didn’t tell them who she was.

Phoebe took out several hundred-dollar banknotes from her bag and handed them to him: “This is your tip, tell me the girl’s address or school.”

The waiter hesitated for a few seconds and then whispered, “I only know she’s studying at Capital City University, but I don’t know anything else.”

Phoebe sneered coldly.

As long as she knew where this person was studying, she could find out the rest.

Thinking of falling from heaven to hell within a day, Phoebe’s anger threatened to consume her.

She would make that girl pay the price.

Thinking about her inability to stay in Sunnydale, Phoebe Belmont felt increasingly anxious when suddenly a name popped up in her head — Samuel Richardson.

At the time, Samuel Richardson was leisurely sunbathing at a villa hotel.

Since he had found out about Daniel Thompson’s fake illness, Samuel Richardson had been in high spirits and had even changed to this standalone villa hotel.

He had already contacted the media, waiting for the news to break tomorrow, when the Thompson family and the projects at hand would inevitably need someone to take over.

With the Thompson family’s reputation ruined and the Gallagher family preoccupied, his company could seize the opportunity to rise to the top, perhaps becoming the top-ranking family in Sunnydale.

But now, what he feared most was insufficient evidence, getting countered by the Thompson family instead.

At this moment, Phoebe Belmont’s timely call came in.

“Miss Belmont.”

“I’ve broken up with Daniel Thompson.” There was a hint of sadness in Phoebe Belmont’s voice.

Samuel Richardson rejoiced inwardly, “That’s fine. If the Thompson Group doesn’t want you, our Richardson Tower can take you in. It’s just that… the matter I mentioned last time, about your testimony…”

“I agree,” Phoebe Belmont gritted her teeth.

Initially, she had been noncommittal when Samuel Richardson asked her to testify, because she was still attached to Daniel Thompson and wanted to rise in power.

But now, Daniel Thompson had cut off her path.

Since he was unfaithful, she couldn’t be blamed for being ruthless.

“Alright, don’t worry. As I said, I’ll deliver on giving you company shares.”

Samuel Richardson couldn’t contain his excitement, hanging up the phone.

As long as nothing went wrong, everything would proceed as planned tomorrow.

As for accidents…

He suddenly thought of his other daughter.

Despite the physical discipline, Emma Smith still went out to tell Ivy Thompson the news.

Thinking about Ivy Thompson’s identity, Samuel Richardson sighed.

Originally, he wanted to please Ivy Thompson and ask her to help him, but Emma Smith said it was impossible. Ivy would spare him but would never help the company.

Since that was the case, he had to resort to some underhanded business tactics.

Once Emma Smith returned, he would send her back to her mother. This daughter was born rebellious and had been opposing him ever since she came back, just like an old enemy from a previous life.

At this moment, a group of men wearing black suits and sunglasses arrived in front of the villa.

“Excuse me, is Miss Emma Smith staying here?”

Samuel Richardson stood up, observing the mysterious men with furrowed brows.

What trouble had this disobedient girl gotten into now?!

“What are you here for?” Samuel Richardson asked cautiously.

These people didn’t look like ordinary people, and their sudden arrival made him worry that Emma had gotten into some kind of trouble.

“We’ve come to sign a contract with Miss Smith.”

A contract…

Samuel Richardson squinted his eyes, just about to refuse on behalf of Emma Smith but she arrived just in time.

“I’m here, I’m here!” Emma Smith was ecstatic.

She had thought it would be days before she could join the “W” organization, but they had come to sign a contract with her that very day.

Seeing Emma Smith’s overjoyed expression, Samuel Richardson frowned, “Emma, who are these people? What kind of contract are you signing with them?”

“Don’t forget, you are now my daughter, Samuel Richardson. Every move you make represents the face of our company, and you can’t just sign any contract.” Samuel Richardson scolded her harshly, walking over to the men in black clothes and reaching out without hesitation, “What contract are you signing with her? Let me see.”

The suited man didn’t move, tilting his head slightly to glance at Emma Smith.

Emma Smith’s face paled slightly.

She didn’t want Samuel Richardson to know she had joined the “W” organization.

But thinking about what Ivy had said, Emma Smith guessed her intention.

The reason for the “W” organization to come and sign the contract with her here was to show Samuel Richardson.

Ivy wanted Samuel Richardson to be wary of her.

“Emma, you’re not secretly cooperating with other companies, are you? Leaking trade secrets will land you in jail!” Samuel Richardson narrowed his eyes, his face full of anger.