Chapter 15 - 15 Oh, is the Xie surname very impressive?
Chapter 15: Oh, is the Xie surname very impressive?
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The commotion here did not escape the attention of others, and onlookers gathered around.
“Oh, Lucy Thompson, your dress is ruined.”
A sharp voice chimed in, the person holding a fan, seemingly ignoring Molly Walker and only staring at the girl in the purple dress.
Lucy Thompson saw Molly’s dress stained with red wine too, and with a smirk, she nonchalantly put the wine glass aside: “If she can’t afford to compensate for my dress, then I can only repay her in kind.”
Only then did the fan-holding girl look Molly in the eye and, upon seeing her dress, narrowed her eyes: “Her dress…”
“What’s wrong with her dress? Could it be even more expensive than mine?” Lucy Thompson scoffed. As a Thompson cousin, she would always receive respect from others outside; whatever price she claimed for her dress, people generally paid her because of her connection with the Thompson family. Today’s meeting with a tough nut to crack, however, was a first for her.
She was just an internet celebrity, after all; what harm would it do if she bullied her?
The fan girl kept silent, not voicing her thoughts that the dress was indeed more expensive than her own outdated one.
Lucy Thompson played with her painted nails and saw Molly turning to walk away. Thinking she was fleeing, she intended to ridicule her when she saw Molly return.
This time, she was holding a glass of red wine.
Under everyone’s watchful gazes, Molly unceremoniously splashed the wine onto Lucy Thompson’s dress.
Small stains turned into large ones.
Molly’s sharp eyes swept over and, with a cold and clear voice, she said:
“Miss Thompson, you’re right; if I can’t afford to pay, I should repay in kind.
My dress is far more expensive than yours.”
Lucy Thompson was left standing there, soaked in wine.
Not to mention her, all the others present were shocked as well.
“Miss, do you know who she is?” The fan girl opened her mouth slightly, “Her last name is Thompson!”
Here, anyone with the last name Thompson was related to Daniel Thompson; the mere mention of the surname was enough to make people cower.
And in front of them, what had the pretty girl in the red dress done? She had dared to splash wine on someone else.
This was the Thompson family’s territory!
“Oh, is the last name Thompson so remarkable?” Molly didn’t back down, “There must be a lot of people with the last name Thompson in the world, right? So, can they just splash wine on others and cheat people out of their money?”
Lucy Thompson jumped up as if someone had burnt her tail, “When did I cheat you out of money?!”
Molly’s beautiful lips curled into a sarcastic smile, “You said the dress you’re wearing is a high-end model, worth fifteen thousand dollars.”
She looked around mockingly, her eyes catching the onlookers diverting their attention to Lucy Thompson. She gently brushed her hair from her forehead, smiling with charm and indifference.
“Fifteen thousand dollars?” The fan girl couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Lucy Thompson’s face turned green.
Those who came here today were not ordinary people; they had sharp eyes and could easily spot the price of the dress on her body.
Indeed, her outfit was not a high-end model, and fifteen thousand dollars was an exaggerated figure, but she never expected Molly to point it out directly.
“I think this young lady’s dress looks like a certain brand’s high-end model; it must be quite expensive,” the fan girl said, grinning as she looked at Molly.
Lucy Thompson also looked over.
Previously, she thought Molly’s dress looked familiar, but she automatically ignored her identity and assumed she was wearing a knockoff.
Now, with others pointing it out, Lucy Thompson’s face immediately turned ugly.
Molly didn’t respond; she wasn’t in a good position right now and didn’t want to draw attention.
However, in a crowded place, there were always sharp-eyed people.
“I remember now! She’s Michael Gallagher’s ex-wife.”
The words “Michael Gallagher’s ex-wife” lit up like a flame in the crowd.
Who is Michael Gallagher?
There were probably very few girls in the city who didn’t want to marry him.
Rich, talented, and a rising star, not only was he handsome, but he was also extremely charismatic.
This charisma was not about how powerful he was now, but rather because of how formidable he once was.
Years ago, Michael Gallagher was a rich playboy, becoming the new generation’s heartthrob during his student days. After the eldest son of the Gallagher family passed away, Michael suddenly changed, taking over the family business and solidifying the Gallagher family’s position among the five prominent families, his charm undiminished.
Even though there were rumors of Michael’s subtle relationship with Joshua Thompson a while ago, it still didn’t stop some women from fantasizing about him.
It wasn’t surprising for such an amazing man to have men in his life, but having a woman was surprising.
They all wanted to see what kind of woman could get Michael Gallagher to marry.
Molly Walker immediately felt the burning gazes upon her.
“I’m sorry, it turns out you’re Mr. Gallagher’s ex-wife.” Lucy Thompson seemed to have changed her attitude, but her words were still impolite, “No wonder you’re so confident, but it’s a pity, it seems Mr. Gallagher doesn’t like you!”
Everyone knew that Michael Gallagher didn’t like her, which became her dark spot.
Molly’s rosy lips curled into a mocking smile.
“Why is everyone here?” Joshua Thompson walked over with a gloomy mood.
His mom had disappeared, his brother and father had no interest in meeting Molly, so he could only find another opportunity.
He glanced at Molly with an anxious gaze, quickly noticing the large wine stain on her dress, and his face turned cold: “Who did this?”
The scene instantly quieted down.
“Cousin.” Lucy Thompson’s arrogance diminished, and she whispered softly. Joshua Thompson looked over with a raised eyebrow: “Who are you?”
Lucy Thompson’s face turned pale.
Although her last name was Thompson, she and Joshua were distant relatives. Joshua was arrogant and had high self-esteem, so it was normal for him not to remember her.
But his retort in front of so many people was quite embarrassing.
Joshua Thompson glanced at the stain, which happened to be at her waist, and was annoyed by the curious glances from the surrounding men.
He knew men’s thoughts and what they were thinking about.
He walked up to Molly, took off the suit he was wearing, and handed it to her: “Put it on.”
Seeing that she wasn’t moving, Joshua Thompson put it on her without further ado.
The crowd almost screamed at the show.
Wasn’t Joshua Thompson rumored to be in that kind of relationship with Michael Gallagher?
Why is he suddenly caring so much about his wife now?
Lucy Thompson was even more confused. Before she could figure it out, Joshua Thompson looked at her and questioned, “Was it you?” He saw the wine stain on Lucy’s body too.
Lucy Thompson hesitated: “She spilled it on me first.”
Joshua Thompson didn’t bother listening to her explanation, and asked Molly instead, “How do you want to get even?”
Lucy Thompson was scared into shedding tears: “Cousin, she bullied me first…”
“Stop calling me Cousin, who’s your cousin?” Joshua Thompson’s eyes were filled with resentment.
His guests had been wronged in front of him, which infuriated him: “Apologize to her.”
Lucy Thompson’s face turned red with anger.
“If you can’t say it, then kneel down and kowtow.”
These words scared Lucy Thompson into trembling.
The surrounding people saw Joshua Thompson getting serious and unconsciously stepped back, afraid of provoking this infamous devil.
Just as the situation was becoming tense, a gentle voice cut in, “Joshua, this is Uncle Jared’s cousin.”
His voice was like a spring, soothing and calming the restless minds.
The man wore gold-rimmed glasses, had delicate features and a gentle smile.
The most distinctive feature was his hair, long and curly, casually tied behind his head, elegant and handsome.
This was the eldest son of the Thompson family, Damian Thompson..
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