The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce Chapter 305 – Are You Friends?

Chapter 305: Chapter 304: Are You Friends?

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“I’ll have ‘Jayden’ sign you up and give you a comprehensive packaging deal.”

Hearing Jayden’s name, Olivia Sawyer raised her eyes and showed a surprised expression on her face.

This entertainment company is currently considered the industry leader and is best at promoting talents. The top-tier celebrities in the industry come from this company, with male celebrities like Harry Lambert being particularly famous.

“There’s an opening after Harry Lambert terminated his contract with them. All their resources can be given to you.” Scarlett Jackson confidently smiled, not believing that Olivia wouldn’t be tempted by this offer.

Olivia slightly raised her eyebrows. She understood Scarlett’s intention when mentioning Jayden, knowing that agreeing would quickly make her a top-tier celebrity. If she didn’t agree, not only would she offend Scarlett but also offend Jayden, which would lead to being sidelined in the future.

At this point, she couldn’t refuse and didn’t have the ability to refuse.

Molly Walker was unaware that people were scheming against her.

She casually browsed her cell phone and received a message from Emma Smith: Ivy, you’re at the Jenkins’ place, right? I just arrived too. Where are you? I’ll come to find you.

Seeing Emma’s message, Molly was slightly stunned.

She had a good impression of Emma, who had a strong moral compass and didn’t conform to others. Molly guessed that Emma resembled her mother in both looks and character.

Molly looked around and sent her location to Emma.

Emma, on the other side, received the message and was so shocked that she almost dropped her phone.

What did she see? Ivy had really messaged her and even sent her location!

Ivy must have genuinely cared about her.

Emma was overjoyed and followed the location on her phone to leave, but Samuel Richardson stopped her.

“Where are you going?” Samuel’s eyes uneasily glanced at her phone.

Emma quickly pulled her phone back: “To see a friend.”

“A friend?” Samuel squinted his eyes, saw her repressing her excitement, and meaningfully smiled, “Going to see Ivy Thompson?”

Emma didn’t respond but looked at him with suspicion, fearing that he would make an unreasonable request again.

However, Samuel uncharacteristically didn’t assign her a task this time, and only kindly said, “The people here today are all of high status, so it’s good for you to meet them. Go ahead, and I’ll be waiting for you here in ten minutes.”

Following the location, Emma found Molly, who was chatting with Joshua Thompson.

Seeing them chatting, Emma waited from a distance until Molly was free before finally mustering up the courage to approach her: “Ivy.”

Emma smiled sweetly.

“Sit down and talk.” Molly took the initiative to sit on the sofa and handed her a bottle of water.

Emma nervously accepted the water and took a small box from her bag: “Ivy, this is my heartfelt token of appreciation. Thank you for what happened last time.”

Emma touched the small box, appearing somewhat restrained.

Even though she’s Samuel’s daughter, she doesn’t have much money from him. She saved up money to buy this gift from her part-time job as a tutor. She wasn’t sure if Ivy would look down on it

When no response came after a long while, the light in Emma’s eyes dimmed. At the moment she was about to take back the gift, the gift suddenly left her hand.

“Thank you.” Molly accepted the gift, opened the box, and looked at the contents with slight surprise.

It was a uniquely designed necklace, a mid-era design of the Spencer family.

As a designer who collects various luxury jewelry, the Spencer designs were famous. However, this mid-era design was almost out of print and not only dated but also hard to purchase unless the original owner decided to sell it.

“I really like it.” Molly was genuinely surprised and delighted. She could see that Emma put thought into the gift.

Seeing that Molly truly liked it, Emma’s mouth broke into a broad smile: “You’ve helped me so many times, this little thing can only be considered interest. When I become successful in the future, I promise to give you an even bigger gift.”

Hearing these words, Molly chuckled. When others made such grand statements, it was mere flattery, but when Emma said it, she was filled with determination, making it seem like she would genuinely give Molly a big gift when she becomes successful.

“You don’t have to thank me. I should thank you for helping me. If it weren’t for you, Jamie Smith wouldn’t have helped testify, and I wouldn’t have been able to borrow seven hundred fifty thousand dollars from Samuel Richardson.”

Emma shook her head, “Either way, people shouldn’t forget acts of kindness. The things I’ve done to help you are minor compared to the great favor you’ve done for me.”

Just then, Emma’s phone started to vibrate frantically. Seeing the call from Samuel, she furrowed her brows.

Just as she was about to hang up, a maid approached her and said, “Miss Smith, your father and Mr. Jenkins are waiting for you on the second floor.”

Emma turned pale, her face showing resistance.

Samuel was so eager to sell her off to someone else!

“I know. I’ll be there in a moment.”

She didn’t want to appear too miserable in front of Ivy.

Surprisingly, the maid seemed to not hear her and coldly said in an iron-blooded, ruthless tone, “Miss Smith, the young master is very happy that a friend came to see him. Please go now. It’s not good to make so many people wait for you.”

Was she being forced to go upstairs?

Emma became stiff with resistance all over her body.

She didn’t want to see Jerry Jenkins, nor did she want to become friends with that fool!

“What’s the matter?” Molly noticed Emma’s unusual expression and asked, “What happened?”

The maid softened her expression upon seeing Molly: “Mr. Jenkins asked me to invite Miss Smith upstairs.”

Mr. Jenkins?

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Molly glanced at Emma’s expression and said coldly, “Emma and I are chatting. Tell Mr. Jenkins we’ll come up later.”

“Miss Smith and our young master are good friends. The young master was so excited to know that Miss Smith has come, and Mr. Jenkins said that Miss Smith must be invited upstairs no matter what.”

Molly frowned. The person’s tone was forceful, more like coercing than inviting someone.

Thinking of Mr. Jenkins’ character, Molly felt something was off and asked Emma seriously, “Are you friends with Jerry Jenkins?”

She couldn’t believe that someone like Jerry, a fool, would have a friend like Emma.