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“Nobody move!” Gillian Thompson held the gun, struggling to maintain her composure, “Otherwise, I can’t guarantee my gun won’t go off.”

Although she spoke harshly, her hand was trembling uncontrollably.

This gun was given to her by Ethan Hopkins, who said it was a toy model for self-defense.

“No one is allowed to move.” Gillian Thompson brandished the gun, her mind racing.

She had to break free today.

Ethan had bought her a ticket for next week, but she had already purchased one for today.

Of course, she didn’t dare kill anyone in front of so many people; she only dared to pretend to threaten them with the gun.

And once the people present saw her gun, they didn’t move anymore.

“Gillian Thompson, what are you doing?!” Amanda Leaford looked at the dark muzzle pointed at Molly Walker, her mind went blank, and she nearly fainted.

She could lose anything, but she absolutely could not lose Ivy.

“Whatever you want, we agree, just put the gun down.”

Seeing Amanda Leaford panic, Gillian Thompson laughed manically.

“Agree to anything, you’ll agree to anything now? In the end, it’s not me you care about, but Ivy Thompson.” Thinking of something, Gillian Thompson sneered, “When you went crazy, I was the one who urged the servants to take care of you, I was the one who talked with you every day, but as soon as Ivy appeared, you forgot everything, you forgot who was with you all those years!”

“What about treating me like your own? From start to finish, not one of you ever really saw me as family.” Gillian Thompson squinted her eyes and smiled, “I might not kill her, but you have to let me leave.”

As long as she left here, left Sunnydale, and got on the plane, she would be safe.

“Okay, okay, we agree to everything, just put the gun down.”

Hearing Amanda Leaford’s words, Gillian Thompson scoffed in contempt.

A bunch of cowards.

A mere toy gun, and it scared them all.

Thinking that this gun was given by Ethan Hopkins, Gillian Thompson couldn’t help but feel fortunate.

If it weren’t for this thing, she’d be left with nothing but taking a beating. As childishly threatening as it was to use an action figure for intimidation, now, as long as she could get out of the country, she was not afraid of anything.

Looking at Molly Walker’s calm demeanor, an uncomfortable feeling grew in the pit of Gillian Thompson’s stomach.

This woman, she seemed to always be calm, no matter the circumstances, even in the face of the gun.

This made Gillian Thompson feel annoyed deep down and subconsciously, she pressed the button on the gun.

“Click,” the sound brought silence to the entire room.

That noise, like a spring, lodged in everyone’s heart.

Gillian Thompson was stunned; this toy gun was made a little too realistically.

“Gabriel, put it down.”

Disappointment filled Nicholas Thompson’s eyes.

No matter whether Catrina Rodgurez was killed by Gillian Thompson or not, but she definitely couldn’t escape being involved.

“Put the gun down. You’re breaking the law.”

“Breaking the law…” Gillian Thompson tilted up her chin, tears swirling in her eyes, “Second brother, there’s no going back. I can never go back, and neither can we.”

Breaking the law was not new to her.

The moment she hired someone to drive a car intending to kill Joshua Thompson, she couldn’t go back.

Thinking about all the things she had done over the years, Gillian Thompson both laughed and cried: “If I didn’t have this gun, would you let me go? No… I know I’m breaking the law, but I had no other choice, I want to live too!”

She didn’t kill Catrina Rodgurez, but indeed, Catrina Rodgurez died because of her.

She couldn’t escape that guilt.

“You all protect her, has anyone thought about how I feel?” Gillian Thompson fixed her gaze on Molly Walker, “I’m so envious that you can remain so calm facing situations like this.”

Molly Walker smiled lightly: “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize my calmness could break your defenses.”

“Shut up!” Gillian Thompson was shaking with rage, “Don’t think just because everyone sides with you that you can gloat in front of me. I’m pregnant now, you should know… even a pregnant woman who commits a crime could save her life. Molly, my life is now more valuable than yours!”

Just then, Nicholas Thompson rashly rushed over and grabbed her hand.

Gillian Thompson’s eyes widened as she clutched the gun tightly.

“Give me the gun!”

“No!!” Gillian Thompson gripped the gun as if it was a lifeline.

She was a sinner, and this gun was her lifeline.

She wanted to see Molly Walker scared, wanted to make everyone in the Thompson family collapse.

The moment Nicholas Thompson grasped Gillian Thompson’s hand, the other members of the Thompson family’s faces changed dramatically.

They stared at the gun intently, fearing it would accidentally discharge.

Gillian Thompson couldn’t overcome Nicholas Thompson and let out a wretched smirk.

Why, why even her second brother wouldn’t help her now.

Suddenly, she let go.

The gun was snatched by Nicholas Thompson, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

However, just at this critical moment, suddenly, a flash of silver—

“Ivy Thompson!”

Gillian Thompson roared in anger, stabbing a fruit knife towards Molly Walker.

The two were so close, so close that the knife was about to stab into Molly Walker in the next moment.

“Thump,” a sound echoed.

The air was still, you could hear a pin drop.

It was the sound of a knife entering flesh.

Soon, the scent of blood spread through the air…

“Ah!!”

Gillian Thompson covered her mouth, her eyes widened, her pupils contracted.

“Nicholas!!”

“Second brother!!”

“Son!!”

Nicholas Thompson looked down at his wound.

Really deep…

And… quite painful…

His nose twitched from the pain, his eyes reddening slightly.

In the moment he fell, a pair of slender hands supported his body.

“Nicholas Thompson…” Molly Walker stared blankly at the knife handle in his chest, her body stiffened, “You didn’t have to do this…”

Her voice, involuntarily, carried a sobbing tone.

“I didn’t expect, that I could see you cry… and it’s because of me…” Nicholas Thompson said weakly, self-mockingly.

“Hold on, I switched the mansion’s family doctor to a top-notch one, they will definitely be able to save you.”

Through her blurry vision, family doctors and nurses all ran out.

One month ago, she had already replaced the family doctors with higher-end ones, yet looking at the blood flowing out on the ground, she also wasn’t sure how Nicholas Thompson would fare this time.

It was the first time she saw so much blood, a shocking sight, it hurt her eyes.

“Why… why…” Gillian Thompson, looking at Nicholas Thompson fallen in a pool of blood, let the knife in her hand clatter to the ground.

She had injured her second brother, the one who loved her the most…

The person in the world who cared for her the most.

“Didn’t you say I was your favorite sister? Why… why would you help her like this… she has never treated you like a brother at all!!” Gillian Thompson cried as she tried to get close, but the meandering blood on the ground formed a huge chasm.

“She may not… treat me as… a brother, but I have always been… her… second brother…” Nicholas Thompson said feebly and looked up at the sky with drifting eyes, “Catrina, you’ve come to pick me up…”

Suddenly, an unusual light burst forth in Nicholas Thompson’s eyes.

Molly Walker’s heart contracted sharply.

Not good!

Doctors were rescuing him with their tools, their expressions growing increasingly grave.

“The heart artery was damaged… too much blood loss…”