Chapter 188: Chapter 188 She Got Off Easy

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Self-surrender and a reduced sentence?

That would be too easy for her. 𝚏r𝗲ewe𝚋𝐧𝚘vel.𝚌𝚘m

“Molly Walker!” Isabelle Richardson exclaimed with widened eyes, “What are you doing here?”

Molly sneered, “What a small world.”

Isabelle looked at Adam Wilson in disbelief, stammering, “Mr. Wilson… were you deliberately setting a trap for me?”

Adam had asked her to be honest and to tell the truth, but had allowed Molly to eavesdrop!

Thinking back on all the words she had spoken being heard by Molly, Isabelle felt as if all her clothes had been stripped away, leaving her utterly humiliated.

Adam hadn’t expected Molly to come out either, and he coughed, covering his fist with his hand, “Well, it was unintentional… I had no idea she would charge out.”

Isabelle grew angrier the more she listened, her entire body trembling, “Mr. Wilson, I never thought you would have such a character!”

“That’s because you don’t know me well enough. This is just who I am.” Adam Wilson shrugged, his expression completely unconcerned.

Isabelle’s face turned pale and green, and she glared at Molly, “Fine, then. Let’s settle this in court! You must be dreaming if you think I’ll surrender. I will never surrender voluntarily!”

As soon as the words left her mouth, she walked to the door, and upon seeing the gift she brought, became angrier. She initially wanted to kick over the wine bottle, but when she remembered her financial embarrassment, she swallowed her anger and picked up the gift.

“Mr. Wilson, since you refuse to defend me, I’ll take these bottles of wine away, and don’t forget to return or reimburse me for the one you just drank.”

Unable to hold back, Molly burst into laughter, “It’s my first time seeing someone ask for a gift back, did you really become so poor, Miss Richardson? Demanding a reimbursement is really laughable.”

Isabelle’s face turned paler.

Molly turned to Adam Wilson and said, “Master Wilson, I didn’t know you enjoy wine. I came empty-handed this time, you’re not mad, are you?”

Adam waved his hand and laughed lightly, “Of course not, I hate gift-giving the most. People think they’re being polite, but I know what they’re really thinking.”

“Gift-givers just hope you’ll do their bidding. When things don’t go well, they’ll turn on you just like Miss Richardson.”

“Oh right, Miss Richardson, I have a collection of the same wine you just drank.” Adam opened the cabinet next to the shoe cabinet, revealing an entire wall of wine bottles.

He took out one of the wines and shoved it into Isabelle’s arms, “Same kind, no fake goods. No need for a reimbursement, I’m poor, I can give you the wine, but if you want money, I don’t have any!”

Isabelle held the wine bottle, her head down in shame and anger.

Unable to bear this ridicule any longer, she picked up her things and left, slamming the door with a loud “bang.”

Adam Wilson turned to Molly, smiling lightly, “Miss Walker, shall we continue our conversation?”

Molly nodded.

“Master Wilson, why won’t you defend Isabelle Richardson? Didn’t Michael Gallagher ask you to help her?”

Adam shook his head, “The first time he asked me, he didn’t ask me to help her. Moreover, I wouldn’t defend someone like Isabelle Richardson. Mr. Gallagher came to ask me what the general sentence would be for someone in her situation.”

“He gave me all this information, saying that if Isabelle ever came to find me, I could persuade her and perhaps my words could change her mind. Such a pity for his kindness though. Miss Walker, how could you think he would ask me to defend Isabelle Richardson?”

Adam gave her a meaningful look, “You’ve been with him for years, you should know his character. He wouldn’t assist the wicked.”

A slight tremor went through Molly’s heart. It turned out that Michael Gallagher hadn’t contacted Adam to defend Isabelle.

She had misunderstood.

“Thank you, Mr. Wilson,” Molly stood up, her emotions sinking as she thought about Michael’s passing.

Adam waved his hand, smiling kindly, “Miss Walker, you haven’t chosen a lawyer yet, have you? If you need one, I can defend you.”

Molly was surprised.

She hadn’t expected Adam Wilson to volunteer to be her lawyer.

“Mr. Gallagher has already paid my fees.” He walked to the cabinet, took out a contract, and handed it to her, “It’s quite expensive, but Mr. Gallagher was generous. He said that if Isabelle still refused to surrender, he wanted me to fight this lawsuit for you. He mentioned that you were alone and penniless, so he paid in advance.”

Alone and penniless…

Molly pursed her lips, her nose stuffed.

If Michael had continued to protect Isabelle, perhaps she wouldn’t have felt so sad.

Yet now, even after his death, he had left her with these warm gestures, only adding to her grief.

Nicholas Thompson had been standing nearby without saying a word. He glanced at Molly, and although he wanted to say he could fight the lawsuit himself, he hesitated and remained silent in the end.

If she really wanted him to help, she would have asked already.

Moreover, compared to Adam Wilson, he was a junior, so it’s better for him to step aside.

After some thought, he remained silent and just stood on the sidelines.

Molly looked at the contract Adam had given her, then at the terms inside. Her eyes grew redder, and at the signature line, Michael Gallagher’s name was written with bold strokes, showing his unrestrained character.

It turned out that he had arranged a lawyer for her long ago.