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

Chapter 582: Chapter 577 Are You Confused_1
 

“The dashcam…” Christine Lumanta took the USB drive, her face slightly stunned, shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

Catrina couldn’t drive…

This was someone else’s car dashcam.

The touch of the USB drive was ice cold, instantly freezing her heart.

Christine wanted to take a quick look, yet she was too afraid to do so.

Within it lay the truth about Catrina’s death, but she didn’t dare to delve any further.

At that moment, all the support she had came crashing down.

Even if the truth was found, the enemy was found, her Catrina… would never come back.

“Catrina…” Christine clutched the USB drive tightly, crying and shaking all over.

“Mrs. Ran, you should take a good look at this USB drive and see who really killed your daughter,” Michael Gallagher said coldly, thinking of her spreading rumors that Molly Walker was the killer, “I hope that after you understand the truth, you will apologize to Molly.”

Christine’s legs went weak, and she covered her face and started to cry.

“I know… I know it wasn’t her.”

She just wanted someone to lean on, an imaginary enemy so that she could have a pillar of support to keep living.

She buried her face, sobbing uncontrollably, the wailing sounds as if coming from deep within, tearing at the hearts of everyone present.

Dion Rodgurez held back his tears and hugged his wife, saying, “Christine, we have to be strong, we… still need to avenge Catrina.”

“Murder must be paid for with life, whoever it is, I will not let them off,” Dion Rodgurez pried open Christine’s fingers, took the USB drive, and staggered to the dining table, his hands trembling incessantly.

After what seemed like an eternity, he finally inserted the USB drive into the laptop.

The truth was revealed…

A familiar voice came through…

This voice, it had given speeches on stage before.

The owner of this voice was the very person Catrina had striven to protect.

Dion could no longer hold back, his blank eyes showing more prominent red veins.

Catrina had died at her hands.

Dion covered his chest, trying to repress his grief, crying heart-wrenchingly.

“Ahhh!!!”

He hadn’t cried when Catrina was laid to rest, nor when Christine had done wrong.

But at this moment, he finally couldn’t resist crying.

A grown man, respected and prestigious in the political world, sat on the ground and wept aloud.

All reputation, all image, he cast them all aside.

At this moment, he was just an ordinary middle-aged man who had lost his only child.

“Catrina… you were so foolish…”

Christine stared blankly at the computer screen, her expression numb.

The laptop’s volume was loud enough, and she could hear the words from the dashcam clearly enough.

It was Gillian Thompson, she was the one who harmed Catrina!

She wanted to sell Catrina to the mountains, and Catrina jumped into the river to save her own life, never expecting that there would be no chance of survival.

With that jump, she ended not only her future but over twenty years of a vibrant life.

Her Catrina died a tragic death.

“Gillian Thompson, I will kill you!” Christine suddenly found the strength from nowhere and rushed outside.

“Christine…”

By the time Dion Rodgurez had reacted, Christine had already left the Rodgurez Family Villa.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

This time, he didn’t stop her.

Not only did she want to desperately fight it out with Gillian Thompson, but he too wished he could perish together with Gillian Thompson right then and there.

At this moment, Gillian Thompson was unaware of the imminent disaster, engrossed in the basement with Ethan Hopkins, plotting their matters after fleeing the country.

“I’ve already booked your plane ticket,” said Ethan Hopkins, picking up a chicken leg from the table and handing it to her. “The Thompson family’s security system doesn’t seem to be very impressive, today they all went out, and I went straight to the upstairs kitchen to grab some stuff without anyone noticing.”

“You got this from the kitchen?!” Gillian Thompson looked at the items on the table, her cheeks twitching as she suddenly stepped back, “Are you insane, Ethan Hopkins? If you want to break up with me, just say it outright, why do you want to harm me! Do you not realize there are surveillance cameras everywhere in this house? You might harm yourself, but why drag me into this?!”

Gillian Thompson completely broke down.

However, Ethan Hopkins remained noncommittal: “I’ve checked all the places where you said there were cameras before, and there simply are none. It seems they’ve actually removed the surveillance.”

“Removed?” Gillian Thompson’s face was full of disbelief, “Why on earth would they remove the cameras for no reason?”

Gillian Thompson felt something was seriously amiss.

“Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing,” Ethan Hopkins winked and handed her the chicken leg, “I’ve made some gains today too, I’ve got hold of some stuff from ‘W’… To be precise, ‘W’s secrets.”

The secrets of ‘W’, could fetch a hefty sum if sold casually.

This time, he took the risk to come here, all for “W”.

The Thompson Group had seen some progress, and he didn’t want to give up on “W”.

In the end, it was all about greed.

Many of the Thompson Group’s business partners have been canceling contracts with the Thompson family and running off to cooperate with the Richardson family, and as of now, the assets under Samuel Richardson’s name are skyrocketing.

Not just the partners, even individual stock buyers are following the wind, buying up Richardson family stocks in droves.

Samuel Richardson and they were destined to be the winners.

Watching Ethan Hopkins’s crazily greedy appearance, Gillian Thompson’s eyelids couldn’t stop twitching.

Ethan Hopkins had truly gone mad, mad with poverty.

“You better leave now, I’m about to go out too,” Gillian Thompson tried to keep her heart rate steady, “This place isn’t fit for humans, once Samuel Richardson transfers the money to us, we’ll leave.”

Just then, a voice echoed throughout the house.

“Gillian Thompson! Where’s Gillian Thompson! Let her come out!”

The voice of Christine Lumanta, filled with sorrow and fury, made Gillian Thompson shudder.

Ethan Hopkins, curious, opened the door and peered outside.

“This person looks very familiar… seems like Catrina Rodgurez’s mom…”

Catrina Rodgurez’s mom?

Gillian Thompson’s eyes widened, instinctively retreating a few steps, “Why would Catrina Rodgurez’s mom suddenly come looking for me?”

Right now, Gillian Thompson wasn’t afraid of anything except the Rodgurez family.

After all, a guilty conscience needs no accuser, even if she put on a good façade, the bad deeds she had done couldn’t be completely erased.

“I don’t know either…” Ethan Hopkins frowned, looking at Gillian Thompson, “Could it be she found out about what you did…”

He didn’t finish his sentence outright, but it exploded like a bomb next to Gillian Thompson’s ear.

“No, it’s impossible… I even destroyed the car, how could they find out.”

That car, her family had helped sink it to the bottom of the river.

By all accounts, it should have destroyed all traces, leaving no evidence of her crimes in this world.

Gillian Thompson covered her heart and took a deep breath.

Stay calm, she needed to stay calm right now.

No matter what, she couldn’t admit anything, because they absolutely had no evidence.

With this thought, Gillian Thompson calmed down and looked at Ethan Hopkins, only to find that he, too, seemed to be lost in thought looking back at her.

But in those eyes, there was less love and more caution.

“Ethan… what’s wrong with you? Don’t you trust me?” Gillian Thompson became anxious.

“Trust?” Ethan Hopkins raised an eyebrow, giving a slight smile, “Of course, I trust you.”