Isabelle Richardson carefully observed the expression on Molly Walker's face, only to find that the smile remained, neither angry nor annoyed, leaving breath caught in her throat.
She thought she could annoy Molly with this, but surprisingly, Molly didn't take the bait.
It was like punching into a cotton ball; she could only swallow the feeling of injustice alone.
Thinking of Molly's true identity, jealousy burned fiercely in Isabelle's heart.
"What are your plans after the divorce, Miss Walker? Do you still plan to continue working in the Gallagher Group?"
All she wants now is to drive Molly away, as far away as possible, preferably out of this province, out of Orientopia.
Molly raised her eyebrows and chuckled lightly.
