Chapter 317: Chapter 316: She’s Never Been Afraid of Anyone’s Background

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“Criminal ” Molly Walker laughed, “Even if something happened, this would only be considered a civil dispute. How could it be a crime when Miss Jackson has already determined it?”

“If something happens to Mr. Jenkins, your family will be guilty of a crime. Can you really escape with so many eyes watching?” Scarlett Jackson wouldn’t back down, “When your grandmother died of anger because of Isabelle Richardson, you sent her to prison. Why is it double standards now that it’s your turn?”

“What happened to my grandmother is different from this,” Molly narrowed her eyes, the cold glare evident.

Back then, Isabelle did it on purpose, which could be considered intentional homicide. But right now, Mr. Jenkin’s condition is not clear, and Scarlett was just trying to shift the blame, not knowing if others would accept it.

“Mr. Jenkins, your grandfather, he ” Scarlett wanted to say something, but looking into Michael Gallagher’s cold, deep eyes, she got stuck.

“Forget it. I’m just worried about your grandfather. It’s not my grandfather anyway, so I won’t say more,” Scarlett said, somewhat annoyed.

However, no one cared about what she said. Michael and Molly were already walking over.

Inside the room, the doctor was working on the rescue.

Joshua Thompson and Damian Thompson quietly waited for the news.

Seeing Michael coming over, Damian nodded apologetically, “Sorry, I didn’t know your grandfather’s mental endurance was so weak.”

“It’s alright,” Michael said calmly, “He was spouting nonsense, he should have expected this.”

Damian smiled, though he said so, if something really happened to Mr. Jenkins, they couldn’t avoid responsibility.

“I’ll take you all home first.”

As soon as Michael finished speaking, Scarlett couldn’t hold back.

“Zachary Jenkins, your grandfather is still unconscious. You should stay with your grandfather ”

Seeing the anxious look on her face, she lowered her voice and said, “Although it’s the Jenkins family dinner today, many people outside are watching, and you can’t leave like this.”

“Miss Jackson, you’re meddling too much,” Michael’s voice was as cold as an ice cellar.

Being scolded in front of so many people, Scarlett’s face turned pale and green alternately.

Not waiting for her to say more, Michael walked out first.

Looking at the old man’s closed eyes, Molly felt a slight headache.

But since Michael didn’t care, there was nothing for them to worry about.

After they left, Mr. Jenkins finally made it through the rescue.

“Mr. Jenkins, you can’t take any more stimulation like this, no one in Orientopia can save you,” the family doctor said bluntly, “You’re not young anymore.”

Not young anymore

Mr. Jenkins was slightly stunned. Yeah, not young anymore.

He heard Michael’s words just now. A child not raised by oneself will always lack something.

Thinking of Jerry Jenkins, the old man sighed deeply.

If Jerry were normal, he wouldn’t have pinned his hopes on Michael.

“Mr. Jenkins, you should rest well these days. As for the matter between me and Mr. Jenkins, you don’t need to worry,” Scarlett said, looking worried.

Mr. Jenkins shook his head, “Michael doesn’t have feelings for you. Without my help, you two won’t make it in the end.”

Scarlett opened her mouth, her delicate face turning pale.

Her love for Zachary Jenkins was indeed one-sided.

“Mr. Jenkins and Uncle Jenkins don’t get along well and won’t care about his dying words.”

Mr. Jenkins didn’t comment, “Let’s guess, if Michael knew that he was the heir to that organization, what would he think?”

“Ivy Thompson is merely a member of that organization, while the real leader should be someone from our Jenkins family.” At that point, Mr. Jenkins’ lips curled up proudly, “You said last time that you were in contact with the highest leader of this organization, have you been in touch?”

As the topic came up, Scarlett’s face showed a hint of pride, “Yes, I’m in touch. She’s going to attend the final of Orientopia’s design competition. I’ll take you to meet her then.”

“Thank you for your hard work.” Mr. Jenkins smiled with satisfaction.

He did not care about the employees of the “W” organization.

The current leader of the organization was brought up by his son, Edward Jenkins. Even if the Jenkins family could not take over the organization in the end, the leader would not do anything to the Jenkins family.

As for Ivy Thompson

If she resists the Jenkins family so much, let the supreme leader expel her at that time, and see who can control whom.

Thinking of Ivy’s miserable end, Scarlett Jackson smiled stealthily.

When it came to background, she never feared anyone.

Outside the Jenkins’ house, Emma Smith was pushed into the car by Samuel Richardson.

As soon as they got into the car, Samuel’s face instantly turned serious.

“We have offended the Jenkins family.”

When Mr. Jenkins recalls what happened today, he will definitely blame Samuel.

Thinking of today’s events, Emma’s heart calmed down.

“You offended them, not me.”

Samuel’s face darkened, and he asked with suppressed anger, “How did Ivy Thompson know about this? Did you tell her?”

She arrived so timely, obviously knowing the information beforehand, otherwise, it would have been a done deal by now.

“Who could I tell? I didn’t even know myself.” Emma moved to the side with disgust, “By the way, I’ve found a new job, find someone else to be the successor of your company.”

These years, Samuel had been brainwashing her to be the successor of Richardson Tower.

She did not take over, but she had contributed a lot to the Richardson family.

It did not matter if she was not the successor.

Seeing Emma’s resistant expression, Samuel’s anger slowly subsided. His biggest regret in life was not having a son. If he had a son, he would not have to entrust his company to his daughter.

Thinking about how the company will fall into the hands of others after a century, Samuel felt restless.

Seeing Samuel’s face turn from pale to green, Emma curled her lips. Not having a son to carry on the family line was his retribution.

“What do you mean find another successor? You are my successor.” Samuel’s gloomy face was still ugly, and he exuded an evil aura, “After your sister went to prison, I only have you as my daughter. In the future, the company will be yours. Of course, you also have to take on the responsibility of being the successor of Richardson Tower, and make the company bigger and stronger.”

After experiencing today’s events, Samuel knew that threats would no longer work on Emma.

She had a good relationship with Ivy Thompson. If she asked Ivy for help, the whole company would suffer.

“Last time you suggested giving Ivy Thompson seven hundred fifty thousand dollars, I gave it to her as you said, but that money was for the company’s turnover. Since your sister’s accident, the company’s stock price has plummeted. The employees of the company need to live, and I am under a lot of pressure too, Emma. What I did today was indeed wrong, but I had no choice. The company needed to survive, and so did I. If it wasn’t for giving Ivy that money, I wouldn’t have resorted to such desperate measures to marry you off to a fool. If it wasn’t for being forced by life, I wouldn’t want you to marry a fool either.”

Samuel’s face was bitter, his words full of emotion and vividness. When he spoke of moving moments, tears welled up in his eyes.

Thinking about the money, Emma furrowed her brows, her melancholy lingering for a long time.

She indeed made Samuel give the money, but she didn’t expect it would put the Richardson family in financial difficulty.

Seeing Emma’s face soften, Samuel continued, “I know you hate what I did today. If you had told me about your relationship with Ivy earlier, I wouldn’t have gotten involved with the Jenkins family. Emma, can you forgive your father?”

Emma remained silent.

Samuel’s words seemed sincere, but in reality, they were blaming her for everything.

Thinking of today’s events, an inexplicable fear came crashing down.

Jerry Jenkins looked like a fool, but he was very strong. No matter how much she pleaded, his hands never stopped tearing her clothes.

She even had some doubts that Jerry was not a fool at all.