The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce

Chapter 383: Chapter 382: The Damnable Jerry Jenkins
Jerry Jenkins didn’t speak, he squinted his eyes and glanced at Grace Harrison.

He originally thought the two of them were just college students passing by, but he didn’t expect they were actually acquaintances of Zoey Lambert.

If they were just passersby, it would be easy to handle, but since they knew Zoey, the situation had become more difficult.

As Jerry Jenkins remained motionless, Grace Harrison’s heartbeat thundered in her chest.

Not knowing the other party’s character, she acted rashly, and felt a pang of fear after speaking her mind.

Grace’s roommate didn’t know the people in the car, and seeing Grace confronting them, she broke out in a cold sweat.

There were many cases of deviant murder on the news recently, although this man was good-looking and didn’t look like a psychopath at all, it was hard to guarantee that he wouldn’t kill someone to cover up his deeds.

“Grace…” her roommate tugged at Grace’s sleeve.

Grace Harrison looked at her roommate, her fingers clenched tightly into fists.

She knew what her roommate was worried about, and in this situation, survival came first.

“You go first,” Grace Harrison lowered her voice, “Remember to call the police. Hurry!”

Grace’s roommate had a pale face and her eyes were filled with tears, hesitating for a moment, she finally gritted her teeth and ran towards the alley entrance.

Grace Harrison looked suddenly at Jerry Jenkins, only to find that he had already dressed and was intently observing her.

“I’ve already reported this to the police. Release her immediately!” Grace Harrison screamed hoarsely, her heart filled with fear but she remained resolute in her position.

She couldn’t leave; she couldn’t leave.

This girl was Damian Thompson’s cousin. She couldn’t just stand by and watch as something happened to her.

But thinking about it, fear eventually overtook all her other feelings, and tears couldn’t help but flow out.

Was she going to die here?

A soft chuckle broke through her terror.

Grace Harrison opened her eyes and saw Jerry Jenkins, fully dressed, looking at her with great interest.

“Miss, your imagination has gone too far.” He held up his cell phone, displaying a photo on the screen towards her as he walked over, “Look, I’m Zoey’s boyfriend.”

The photo on the phone showed Zoey Lambert and Jerry Jenkins together.

“My girlfriend and I are just playing a game and doing a little exercise. We might have some unusual preferences, but it’s none of your business, right?” Seeing Grace Harrison’s face grow redder and redder, Jerry Jenkins put away the phone and laughed heartily.

Unusual preferences?

Were they playing that kind of game just now?

Grace Harrison was an adult, and she clearly knew what was going on.

Her lips trembled, and her face instantly turned as red as an apple.

The photo of Zoey and him on the phone didn’t look like it was Photoshopped, which means they knew each other.

Looking at Zoey with her eyes closed, Grace Harrison felt even more like she was meddling in their affairs.

“So, you were really just playing a certain game?”

Although she felt something was off, the photo on the phone showed them as a couple in the living room, with the girl sitting on the sofa and the boy sitting next to her, posing together for a picture.

“Zoey might not have told you about our relationship, but it’s normal that she hasn’t mentioned you as her friend either.”

Grace Harrison lowered her head awkwardly.

Of course Zoey wouldn’t mention her, because Zoey didn’t even know her.

Jerry Jenkins saw that her guard was down, his heart lightened, and he quickly put on his clothes and got into the car.

He stepped on the accelerator, and the car headed for the alley entrance.

At this point, Grace Harrison couldn’t say anything else, and helplessly watched as the car drove away.

This was someone else’s “preference,” and they were secretly dating, she, an outsider, couldn’t interfere.

Suddenly, a loud sound of an abrupt braking filled the entire alley.

Seeing the person in front, Jerry Jenkins, who slammed on the brakes, looked frighteningly pale.

Michael Gallagher stood in front with a group of bodyguards dressed in black scattered around him, forming a frightening atmosphere.

Wearing a black shirt in the middle, with both hands in his pockets, and his soft hair draped over his forehead, Michael had an incredibly handsome appearance that somehow made Jerry Jenkins feel uneasy.

“Michael Gallagher…” Jerry gritted his teeth, gripping the steering wheel tightly.

He stomped hard on the accelerator, but to no avail, as if the car had malfunctioned.

Michael twirled the key on his index finger around and around, like a hook, making Jerry’s hair stand on end.

“This is my toy car, and the remote control is this key,” Michael said indifferently. “Get out.”

The more indifferent he was, the angrier Jerry became.

He had taken this car from the Jenkins family’s garage, unaware that Michael had tampered with it.

“All of the Jenkins family’s cars have been modified by me.”

He liked cars and enjoyed modifying them, but unfortunately, Jerry had poor eyesight and had driven this particular car.

The car was under surveillance, with real-time location and navigation updates sent to his software every five minutes.

As soon as he saw Jerry “taking down” Zoey Lambert, he hastily brought people over.

Jerry’s actions were not only disgusting but also infuriating.

Zoey was Molly Walker’s relative, and he would never allow someone like Jerry to tarnish her.

“You’d better mind your own business.” Jerry kept stepping on the accelerator, but no matter which button he pressed, it was useless.

The car was under Michael’s control!

Realizing that all of the Jenkins family’s luxury cars had been controlled by Michael, Jerry was furious.

He had been sick for so long, and a man from the Gallagher family, namely Michael, had already taken control of the Jenkins family’s finances, even modifying the vehicles.

Seeing that Jerry was still stubborn, Michael lazily waved his hand.

Female bodyguards standing at the front came forward.

Within no time, these female bodyguards rushed to the car and helped Zoey get dressed.

“Take him to the Public Security Bureau.”

Without changing his facial expression, Michael calmly instructed the other bodyguards.

Looking at Michael who was clearly prepared, Jerry frantically said, “You’re my younger brother; if you take me to the Public Security Bureau, it’ll affect you too. Michael, I advise you to think twice. It won’t do any good for Zoey’s reputation either.”

“Michael, I’m your biological brother. Do you really want to turn our relationship into a hostile one?”

However, no matter what he said, the bodyguards still restrained him.

At this moment, Molly Walker and Harry Lambert arrived.

Seeing that Jerry was being taken away, Molly’s eyelids twitched.

She walked to the side of the car and saw a distraught, newly awakened Zoey.

“Cousin? How are you?”

Seeing the pale face of Zoey, Molly couldn’t help but want to slap herself twice.

Why didn’t she come earlier when she saw that group message?

Could she have prevented the tragedy if she had come sooner?

Zoey looked at Molly in horror, her dark eyes soulless, devoid of any brightness.

“I don’t know,” Zoey hugged her knees, tears streaming down her face. “I just feel… very uncomfortable, a little sick, and a bit painful.”

Painful?

At this, Molly’s face instantly turned pale.

Looking at the marks on Zoey’s neck, Molly’s vision darkened, and if it hadn’t been for Harry supporting her, she might have collapsed.

She had experienced that kind of ordeal before and knew what the pain felt like.

Jerry, that damned man, had actually laid his hands on her cousin!