"You must really love the little life inside of you." Molly Walker chuckled softly, but her tone was filled with significance. "Gillian Thompson, I don't want to threaten you with your child."
Upon hearing this, Gillian Thompson felt her heart jump.
Child, threat...
Yes, her greatest reliance right now was her child, and her greatest weakness was also her baby.
"Do you want others to feel as miserable as you were in the rain?" Gillian Thompson became panicked, "Molly Walker, if you dare to harm my child, I... I will fight you to the death."
"I don't even care about your life." Molly Walker smirked, "If you want to live properly, don't extend your dirty hands towards the Thompson family. Otherwise, I have many ways of making you wish you were dead."
Wish you were dead...
Gillian Thompson's eyes widened, her body shivered.
Isabelle Richardson was in prison, which was akin to being worse than dead.
She knew Molly Walker was protective.
