Chapter 458: Chapter 455: Didn’t She Tell You?
“Are you talking about the Jenkins family’s descendant taking over ‘W’?” Molly Walker asked with a light laugh, her words filled with hidden meanings.

Dylan Jackson didn’t expect her to know about this, but he reasoned that perhaps Zachary Jenkins told her.

“Since you brought it up, I won’t beat around the bush. I don’t know who your ‘W’ boss is, but soon, there will be a new one,” Dylan Jackson said confidently. “I know your position within the organization is good, but no matter how good, it can’t surpass the founder. Edward Jenkins is my friend. He once said that he entrusted the future of ‘W’ to me, asking me to help his descendants take over ‘W’.”

“I have all his last words and letters here.”

Dylan Jackson spoke calmly as if changing the owner of the “W” was an easy task.

His confidence stems from the fact that Zachary Jenkins finally agreed to take over the organization.

The biggest obstacle to implementing this was Zachary Jenkins himself.

Once he agreed, everything could proceed smoothly.

“Didn’t Scarlett tell you?” Molly Walker widened her eyes, pretending to be surprised. “I thought she told you.”

“Tell me what?” Dylan Jackson saw that Molly wasn’t afraid or nervous, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.

“Michael Gallagher already gave up on taking over ‘W’.”

“What?” Dylan Jackson’s face changed, “You’re talking nonsense, he clearly agreed…”

“He agreed before, but then changed his mind.” Molly smiled, her tone slightly mocking, “So your daughter didn’t tell you about this.”

Hearing this, Dylan Jackson’s cheeks trembled with anger.

Scarlett only told him that the Jenkins boy agreed to take over “W,” but never mentioned that he later gave up.

Violet Summers stood nearby, trying to conceal herself and lower her presence.

She couldn’t help but feel nervous for Dylan Jackson.

He clearly didn’t know that Zachary Jenkins had given up, let alone that Molly was the “W” boss.

“Indeed, Scarlett did not tell me about this.” Dylan Jackson’s face looked terrifying, red with rage, veins standing out on his forehead.

It was because his daughter hid the information that he’d lost face.

“No worry, it’s not too late to know now.” Molly’s smile was dazzling. “Oh, and one more thing.”

“She definitely didn’t tell you that I’m the boss of ‘W’, right?”

Dylan Jackson: “…”

For a moment, Dylan Jackson didn’t react.

The boss of “W”?

Did he hear her wrong?

“It’s really a coincidence. Masters descendant is Michael, and he has already given up.”

“Even if he gave up, there are others.” Dylan Jackson tried to suppress the anger in his heart. “Edward Jenkins has another son.”

“Jerry Jenkins?” Molly raised her eyebrows. “The suicide note didn’t mention Jerry, did it?”

Based on her understanding of her master, he wouldn’t give Jerry any expectations.

Dylan Jackson’s face darkened.

Edward Jenkins indeed didn’t mention Jerry. He always felt it was a humiliation and explicitly stated not to let Jerry touch “W”.

“No wonder you have such ability.” Dylan Jackson looked at Molly meaningfully.

When he had Scarlett take that thing earlier, he regretted it, but now it seems that if Scarlett hadn’t taken it, the consequences might be more severe.

“I’m just an ordinary person. Scarlett hurt my cousin, and I’m just treating her the way she treated others. Mr. Jackson, you’d better ask your daughter what she’s done, confess, apologize, or I will still start with your company,” Molly said.

Scarlett’s deeds were not enough lessons.

She left the remaining matters to Dylan Jackson to resolve.

After finishing her conversation, she left with the others.

Not far from the door, Violet Summers caught up.

“Molly! Wait!”

Molly stopped and turned to look at her.

She thought Violet would avoid her, but she didn’t expect her to come over.

“Uh…” Violet stuttered and lowered her head nervously, “I’m sorry, I apologize for what I did wrong before, and I hope you can forgive me.”

“If ‘sorry’ were useful, why would we need the police?”

“Ah…” Violet was stunned and asked anxiously, “What do you want me to do to forgive me? I already know I was wrong. At first, I didn’t know any better, but later I was deceived by Scarlett…”

Thinking of Scarlett’s miserable state just now, Violet couldn’t help but shudder.

Although her actions weren’t as despicable as Scarlett’s, they were still quite bad.

“Molly, I’m sorry. I didn’t intentionally steal your spot in the competition, nor should I have tried to stir trouble between you and Mr. Gallagher. I really know I was wrong.”

As Violet Summers spoke, tears streamed down her face.

The worst thing she had ever done in her life was going against Molly.

She was so foolish. When the “W” organization fired her, she should have realized that Molly was no ordinary VVIP.

Unfortunately, she found out too late.

If Molly didn’t forgive her, she would probably take revenge on her just like she did against Scarlett.

Thinking of this, Violet trembled with fear, her entire body softening like a pile of mud.

“It’s not impossible to forgive you.” Molly smiled, “For emotional distress, fifteen thousand dollars.”

Fifteen thousand dollars?

Violet thought she had heard wrong.

She had made quite a bit of money in “W” over the years, and fifteen thousand dollars was just a small number to her.

“Fifteen thousand… is it really fifteen thousand? Can everything be written off for fifteen thousand?”

Violet couldn’t believe that Molly would actually write off their past grievances and only ask for fifteen thousand dollars.

Fifteen thousand dollars was the price of just one of her bags.

“Yeah, fifteen thousand.” Molly chuckled, “This is just the base number. You can give more if you want.”

“Fine, as long as our previous grudges can be written off, fifteen thousand it is.” Afraid that she might change her mind, Violet transferred the money on the spot.

When Molly saw the transfer amount, she raised her eyebrows: thirty thousand dollars.

“The extra fifteen thousand is for buying your bags.” Violet’s face wore a flattering smile.

After receiving the money, Molly’s mood immediately improved.

Indeed, money could buy ninety percent of things.

Even with all her wealth, seeing such a sum entering her account for no reason still made her happy.

Originally, she had no intention of taking revenge on Violet; she was pressed for time and had no time to carry out any revenge scheme.

At the root of it, stealing her spot in the competition wasn’t that big of a deal. At the time, she and Michael had a misunderstanding, and even if it wasn’t Violet influencing it, some other competitor would have done the same.

Furthermore, she later participated in the competition, but the process and results didn’t bring her any happiness.

By giving her the money, Violet had bought some insurance.

In the future, she wouldn’t have to live in fear.

Just as Molly got into her car, she received a text message from No. 6.

“Gillian Thompson is making a scene at the company entrance.”

Molly furrowed her brows.

Yesterday was supposed to be Gillian’s first day of work, but for some reason, she had taken sick leave with the excuse of feeling unwell.

Today was her first official day on the job.

At the entrance of a small villa in Capital City Science and Technology Park, Gillian couldn’t help but curse, “No way! You must be some kind of scam organization. There’s no way ‘W’ is this small!”

She knew that the entire ‘W’ organization had employees all over the country, numbering in the thousands, if not tens of thousands. The villa in front of her, however, had no more than a few dozen people and definitely less than one hundred.

Could such a small company be the headquarters of “W”?

When HR staff brought the janitor’s clothes and tools, Gillian broke down.

Janitor, they really wanted her to be a janitor!

And in such a small company!

“Gillian, calm down,” Ethan Hopkins held her hand and whispered, “This organization is known for its low-key approach. This small company could just be a cover.”

Ethan looked at the small villa with narrowed eyes.

If “W” was so big, how could its headquarters be so small?

Hearing her shouting at the entrance, the HR staff finally lost their patience, “Miss, this is not the ‘W’ headquarters you’re talking about. I think you’ve got the wrong place. We’re sorry, but this is our working hours, and if you don’t want to come, we’ll find someone else.”

Upon hearing this, Gillian’s eyes went blank.

She had confirmed the address before coming, and it was definitely this place.

But if she were to join this company, she would go insane.

Perhaps it was because Ethan was by her side, or perhaps she had given too much hope to this job, but Gillian couldn’t hold her face, and her humiliation turned into anger.

Looking at the broom, mop, and other tools in front of her, tears welled up in her eyes with a choked tone.

“Working as a cleaner in a place like this, I’d rather go to my brother’s law firm.”